Chapter 6
“If you want to kill him, I’m glad to hel…” Tammy stumbled to a halt halfway into the big kitchen.
Amelia had dressed very carefully for the occasion. Upscale casual. Her makeup was so perfect that it was invisible—Tammy’s was still packed somewhere. Her nails had been freshly painted to match her hair: not a single chip in the purple gloss. Tammy’s were ragged and bare. Like her feet.
But that wasn’t what stopped her—it was the man beside her. Unlike herself and Jasp, there was no doubting these two were brother and sister. The same lustrous coloring, the same face. He was Amelia’s beauty and softness transformed. Not into big and macho, but—
And she was staring.
“I hope you don’t mind, I brought Andre along for moral support.”
“From me?” Tammy looked down at herself and c
