Chapter 295

In truth, it was a deadly angle, and his technique was atrocious. The only saving grace was that Buster truly did look good in the shot.

At the Kensington estate…

From the moment Vanessa stepped inside, the air felt suffocating, heavy with dread. Or perhaps it was death itself.

Earlier that morning, she had barely gotten out of bed when Genevieve called. Her call was like a summons from the underw