Chapter 6

Celeste remained behind the glass door as Daniel walked toward me.

She didn’t remove the necklace. She pressed her fingers against the diamonds as if I might rush inside and take them from her.

“Give me the phone,” Daniel said.

I held it against my chest. “Who owns this house?”

“An investor.”

“Which investor?”

“That has nothing to do with you.”

The men inside had stopped talking. Marcus stood beside the bar, refusing to look at me. The others watched through the glass as though I were the one intruding.

“I heard you call it a test,” I said. “My…