Chapter 143

Cecelia ran across the motel parking lot, her mind racing faster than her feet. The worn soles of her expensive shoes slapped against cracked asphalt as panic clawed at her chest. Malachi was going to tell the FBI everything. Her plan, her revenge, her future, all of it would crumble if he talked.

She reached her car, not her car, really, but one of Malachi's cars. Her hands shook as s