Unfinished Business

Phoebe cleared her throat. “How come you're out here?”

“That man who just left—was it Dane Sinclair?”

Surprise flashed across Phoebe's face. “You knew?”

“I saw you leading him out of your bedroom,” Sloane said, her tone steady but probing.

A few minutes earlier, while knocking on her friend's door, Sloane had sensed something was off. She had slipped back into the hallway and watched until Phoebe