Chapter 3 - THOMAS CARTER

Emma refused to explain in the ballroom. Vincent seemed to understand.

“You are leaving.”

Victoria stared at him.

“You cannot be serious.”

“My mother was in a wheelchair.”

“She provoked me.”

Vincent’s face went still.

“That sentence should embarrass you more than anything I could say.”

She leaned toward Emma.

“This is not over.”

Vincent heard that too.

“It is for tonight.”

Victoria left.

Vincent’s chief of staff handed Emma a card and asked her to meet him the next day.

“You’re late.”

“Gala disaster.”

“Did anyone die?”

“No.”

“Then not a disaster.”

Emma sat.

“Do you know Isabella Moretti?”

Thomas’s face changed.

Not much.

Enough.

“Why?”

“She knows you.”

Silence.

“Dad.”

He looked toward the dark window.

“That was a long time ago.”

“She said you saved her life.”

Thomas closed his eyes.

“What happened?” Emma asked.

“Nothing you need involved in.”

“That answer has never worked on me.”

“No. I just stopped a woman named Victoria Langford from hitting Isabella Moretti, and somehow everybody knew my name except me.”

Thomas opened his eyes.

Fear had replaced irritation.

“Victoria Langford?”

“Yes.”

He gripped the blanket.

“You need to stay away from that family.”

“The Morettis?”

“The Langfords.”

Emma stared.

“Why?”

Thomas’s monitor beeped faster.

He whispered, “Because that warehouse accident wasn’t an accident.”

Emma stopped breathing.

Now he said, “Someone cut the bolts.”

Emma felt cold.

“Who?”

Before Thomas could answer, his room door opened.

A nurse stood there holding a bouquet.

“These were just delivered.”

White lilies.

No card.

Thomas stared at them.

Then whispered one name.

“Victoria.”

Emma looked at him.

“How would she know I’m here?”

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Thomas’s voice barely came out.

“Because she’s been looking for me.”