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In New York, Alex stares blankly at the unfolding news, flicking froer story will co to ’s newspapers, all of which have run with variations of the saust

There are profiles of Dante and Sash, intimate details of their lives, half of which have clearly been fabricated, and promises of more juicy tidbits to co shit stor to put out, especially since Dante was so convinced that his head of public relations would do it for them

Chapter 2

Caulder sits in a highway dinner, half lens glasses perched on the end of his nose bringing into focus thepaper he has folded up in his hands On his plate sit ree fried breakfast, almost every item of which he saw fit to cover in torrents of salt and ketchup so what re e plays of Dante and Sash leaving through the hotel lobby in LA, eagerly pursued by a swar this are several staff members and almost all of the handful of other customers

Someone comes over to refill Caulder’s coffee As she pours the syrupy liquid into his chipped enamel cup, she can’t help but look over his shoulder at what he’s reading

“Can’t believe there’s space in there for anything else today”

Caulder looks up to her and slasses and sets them on the newspaper The waitress, a mid forties housewife called Betty, thinks he’s either about to say sos in the air like a winter chill

“Check, please”, Caulder says finally

Fralasses is the body of Jason Walker, grayed out even further by newspaper print Half a colu of the twenty one year old boy, while the news of Dante Hix’s iht of the newspaper’s front pages

Caulder can’t help but feel the ti of both plays quite nicely in their favor

Outside, he finds the phone booth and places a call to the police

On a cold slab of un Jason Walker is one of six other bodies in the dimly lit room, most of which are still covered hite sheets to preserve what little renity

Even in this state, it’s clear that he looked after hiht with muscle A tribal tattoo wraps itself around his bicep, while another one, a badly rendered feh

The iondetailed notes as she goes, before doing the same around the underside of his neck Even without the torch it is clear that his neck is red, and shows marks that wouldn’t nor to save the

She exa since scarred over, and light puncture ray skinned and dead beyond compare, Jason Walker looks like the perfect plastic m

old of a juvenile ghost

The ins to cut him open

Chapter 3

Special arrangements have been made at LAX airport for Dante and Sash to coordinate all normal security protocols in a more favorable manner, in order for them to avoid unnecessary embarrassment before departure

Sash, still utterly bewildered by what’s happened already thisof their unusual approach to the airport, the clandestine checks conducted in utter silence and the first rate, sovereign style treatment It is only when she’s aboard Dante’s private jet does she finally begin to let reality sink in Their relationship is no longer a secret Abbey will know Her dad will know Hell the pilot probably even knows

There are newspapers already aboard the plane Sash pushes thee

“How did they know?” Sash asks

Dante is already preparing himself a drink Nor hold of staff members on such short notice didn’t see the pilot was able to fly them back home

“That was the blackmail threat I told you about”, Dante says “They wanted a hundred million dollars not to print them”

“You didn’t pay it?”

Sash wants to believe he didn’t do it for them, but she knows the truth wouldn’t be quite that romantic

“I didn’t pay it”, Dante says “Perhaps I should have done”

Sash concentrates on the New York Ties just to take the photos in Intimate, personal, theirs

“How did they even get these?”

So about it makes her ht screaness all over her body won’t let it co that should only belong to the they have between them away from her At least there is one secret they don’t know yet One secret Dante doesn’t know either