HE LIFTED THE BLANKET EXPECTING TO FIND PROOF HIS PREGNANT WIFE HAD BETRAYED HIM

too early.

Richard opened the folder and handed over a page.

Lucas took it and lowered his eyes to the bottom.

There it was.

Lucas Bennett.

His name written in bold black ink.

At first glance, it appeared nearly flawless. The curve of the L. The sharp slash through the double t. The quick, impatient finish he always used when signing purchase orders, hotel continue reading …