Reaping the Storm

Wyatt gave a bitter smile, acknowledging inwardly that he was reaping what he'd sown.

Half an hour later, he and Stella entered a private club in Caldwell, well-known for its discretion.

Sitting down, Stella looked at Wyatt emotionlessly. "Mr. Dalton, what did you want to talk about?" she asked.

Wyatt earnestly replied, "Stella, I'm sorry for what I said in the hospital that day. The careless word