The ride back to the mansion was dredged up in a kind of suffocating silence that had Kiara sticking her hair out of the window for air.
The only sound was the hum of the tires against the asphalt and the jagged rhythm of Kiara’s breathing.
Vince stared straight ahead, his profile looking like it had been struck from cold flint.
The second the car hissed to a stop in the circular driveway, Vince didn't wait for the driver. He threw the door open and marched toward the house. Kiara scrambled out after him, her heart thumping against her ribs.
"Vince! Slow down! We aren't finished talking about this!"
He didn't stop. He burst through the front doors where Mrs. Higgins was already waiting, sensing the impending storm.
"Mrs. Higgins," Vince barked, not looking at her. "Move Ms. Lovedale’
