CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE Alexa Vincent's reggae club was empty, except for the older man togged up in leather behind the bar. I recognised him from previous nights out. While living at Heather's bed-and-breakfast with Jace, I often came here, and the moody, unapproachable...

CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE Alexa I roused alone on the rooftop, bathed in the sky's warm-coloured palette. Someplace on the horizon, I heard subdued males engaged in earnest conversation. I yawned, stretching my arms and legs, and crawled out of the snug, makeshift bed to...

CHAPTER FORTY-ONE Alexa Thunderstorms hit this afternoon. Torrential rain hammered the hotel windows, flooded the streets and low-lying areas and leaked through the cracked, smoke-stained ceiling in driblets. I had emptied the room’s dead plant in the dwarf-like bath...

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE Liam Pain and confusion clouded sensibility. I am mentally susceptible to poor decision making and misguidance. I drive one-handed down congested roads, through volumes of traffic and past indistinct people. At the red traffic light, I eased onto...

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE Alexa I had to lose security without Liam’s awareness to meet with Vincent and Detective Donny Stevens. If I left the Manor through the front door, Alfie and his men would be right behind me, so I contrived an escape plan, which included hideous...

CHAPTER ELEVEN Alexa To stay in bed until the next sunrise sounded marvellous. Deriving pleasure from the island on our last day countermanded bed confinement, though. Deep-sea fishing betided. We journeyed across the oceanic whitecaps for three hours to catch one...