Chapter 0212

By the time I get inside, Wyatt had already poured me a glass of wine. I kick off the damn trainers. The arches of my feet are killing me from the flat footwear. Give me heels any day.

I settle on the sofa as he pours himself a whisky.

“Everything. I don’t care if we are up all night. I need to hear everything. She has killed, right, that’s true?”

He nods. “She likes to go for the heart. She sh