Chapter One Hundred-Twenty-Nine

"Miss Hawthorne," Beckett said, his voice controlled but it carried an edge, "we need to establish some ground rules for the rest of your stay."

Bea turned from the side window, those green eyes dancing with mischief. "Oh, do we? How excitin’. But before we start this thrillin’ conversation… Bea. My name is Bea, and I’d like you to use it."

He ignored that. "This isn't a game." He shifted in his s