Chapter 17

• "No, I'm strategizing the most effective way to eliminate you from my life. I'm certainly not playing with fire. Now, I find myself wishing it was you who had been incinerated instead of my doll, poor Celine, she was so innocent." Roselle remembered Celine's curly red hair and sparkling blue eyes.
• "I suspect the fear you experienced earlier wasn't sufficient, perhaps I should take you to another one of my warehouses where I detain my captives," Dylan threatened.
• That was more than enough for her.