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The GPS in the car led me to the small cabin I chose small for a reason I wanted to escape lalitz This week I wasn’t Riley Wolfe, heiress and supermodel

This week, I was Chloe Mansfield, regular woman

I pulled h ponytail, and I wore no makeup My skin felt like it could breathe for the first ti

I pulled up to the cabin and parked the car in the tiny driveway When I got out, I looked up at the big blue sky and inhaled

Not onlyfor the first time in what felt like forever

My father was dead

Dead and cremated

At thishisit Oh, I kept up with the family news I knew full e had all been implicated in his murder

I also knew full well that none of my brothers nor I had killed the asshole We all had reasons, but eren’t killers Rock hadn’t even been in the state when it happened

Roy, Reid, and I had been in Manhattan, and none of us had alibis Of course, I knehere I’d been, and it wasn’t at ht certainly had merit

I had been in my apartment, coked out Not my finest moment, but I wasn’t about to berate myself My life, to this point, had been both blessed and cursed To the outside world, all that was visible was the blessed part I was born with beauty, brains, and a wealthy family That was all most people ever saw Even my brothers Roy and Reid only saw that part of irl Daddy’s favorite At least up until a day or two ago

I was Daddy’s favorite, all right It hadn’t cost me much

Only my soul

I inhaled again, relishing the clean air of mountainous Montana Then I strode to the lockbox, used the combination sent to me by the owner, and let myself in

A rustic little—and I did er on the website, but that was okay

I was here to disappear, and I didn’t need vast space to do that

The floors were dark hardwood, and a faux bearskin rug sat in front of the fireplace Yeah, it was faux I’d asked when I’d seen pictures Lying on the skin of a beautiful anis sat in a brass basket next to the fireplace Strange, since it was suh, because I would’ve loved a fire

To the right of the living room was the kitchen, also small but perfect Not that I had ever cooked a o into the srocery store for some frozen entrées Lean Cuisine, probably, and of course soetables

My ood fats, and we kept those to a bare minimum No dairy, no fatty rain breads only, and again, at a minimum