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“Her arm is broken The subject bent it until it snapped” Sloane reported the incident as objectively as she could, regarding Derek with a cool, iot out of the car before he could kill her She’s heavily sedated right now But after you gether home, where she can be comfortable”

“Shit,” Derek muttered under his breath

“She saw her abductor,” Sloane continued, her gaze shifting back to Tony “In addition, I’m convinced that my father saw the mobster who ordered their apart, I’d suggest you call in a sketch artist That e can put nanize these thugs”

“Done,” Tony replied

With that, Sloane gestured to her father, nodding for him to do what he had to

He took her cue, producing the ee that had been inside it

“It’ll be fine now,” she reassured hi”

Cindy Liu was an up-and-coraduated from Cornell University’s Coll

ege of Architecture, Art and Planning at the top of her class She’d done the sa her master’s in architecture From there, she’d been snapped up by Crawley & Foster, one of Manhattan’s ious architectural fir every nuance of the business, and h contacts to assure herself soone out on her own

Her powerful A Sook in Hong Kong, Johnny Liu, had funded her new business, no questions asked He’d been her guardian angel all her life, and she adored him—not only because he was her uncle or because he’d orchestrated her move to America to ensure she had the best education and future, but also because the two of them had shared a special bond since her childhood

Johnny Liu had been blessed with only one child before his wife died Given that fact, along with his wealth, he had spoiled his daughter frorown up to be a wild, reckless teenager Her life had ended tragically several years after Cindy—Jiao was her given name—had come to America

Cindy’s own parents were very different fros They were traditional, content to stay within the confines of their village and their people Her father, although Johnny Liu’s brother, had none of Johnny’s initiative, nor did he see any reason for Cindy, as a fe Doo, much less to leave China to further her education and broaden her horizons

Cindy saw life differently She ad to Macao and back, watching him conduct business as he earned his fortune She wanted the same for herself

She’d been drawing since she could hold a crayon, and pencil sketching since not too ht she’d be an artist, but her interests took a detour along the way, influenced by her structured, engineering-oriented raphic o, a e between her technical and creative sides

Her true talents were in the design and creation of interior space, the very direction she pursued Fortunately, in good ti New York’s affluent ere adding wings to their ho space Consequently, there was no shortage of work in New York City for architects as talented as she