Compared to Rosita Lockwood, Lorna was a dream come true for him.

He grinned. "Out of all Stewart's women, you're the one who satisfies me most, Lorna. Just remember to always be as clever as you are right now, understood?"

Lorna opened the driver's side door, leaned in, and kissed the corner of his mouth. "Understood, Mr. Lockwood."

That was her special name for Barrie.

Barrie's Adam's apple bobbed as his grip tightened around her waist, clearly intending more—when a car horn blared impatiently behind them.

A frazzled driver stuck her head out the window. "Hey, the cars up front are gone! Could you hurry it up? I have to pick up my kid from school!"

Few things carry more pent-up frustration than a parent on the school run.

Lorna quickly pulled open the back door and nudged Barrie inside, shutting it behind him. She flashed the other driver an apologetic smile. "Sorry, we're moving, thanks for your patience!"

She slid into the driver's seat, pressed the gas, and pulled ahead.

As they passed Briony, Lorna noticed James Delaney had appeared at some point. Through the window, their eyes met for a brief moment.

In that split second, Lorna caught the contempt in James's gaze-sharp and unmistakable.

then turned away as if unaffected, though her

seen her kiss Barrie

called, so he drove straight over. The moment he parked and got out, he saw Lorna lean in and

up against Barrie's. James let out a cold,

him: Typical gold-digger-her eyes never stray from power. She'll even kiss a snake like Barrie

already

would be towed for repairs, and the insurance

rest.

have to worry

and James were

few days-they wouldn't need

Clarke took Stella Joyner

at Skybreeze Retreat, there wasn't much point

Briony and James

and James set out

purpose: they

several experts from The Antiquarian Society would be

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