Chapter 41: Her Story Again

Zach took man-sized swig of his frilly coffee, then set the cup down on the table. His long fingers stroked the Styrofoam, making Grace’s mouth water.

She shook away the images of her and Zach naked when his deep voice interrupted them. “In trouble how?”

“She’s going to be murdered.”

He straightened at the word “murder.” “Do you know for a fact? Have you heard of some plot?”

“Not exactly.”

How could she tell him? This had never become any easier for her. And probably wouldn’t ever. So she forged ahead. “I can’t tell you how, I know, I just know.”

“Now, Miss?”

“Harmony, but call me Grace.”

“Miss Harmony, if you’re trying to protect someone, they shouldn’t be. If they want to commit murder then they do not deserve your loyalty.”