Chapter 187
INT. - JULIAN BLACK'S MANSION - NIGHT
Simone threw her glass across the room, the heavy lead crystal shattering against the edge of the fireplace. She ignored Julian's scowl, how he ducked from the glittering shards hurtling back toward him, her hands fisted at her sides, nails cutting deep into the flesh of her palms.
It was the sixth thing she'd broken since Kinsey left. And the smallest. If Julian didn't run, he'd be next.
Not surprising he fled like the coward he was, out the glass doors and into the darkness beyond. The sound of his car engine roaring to life made her smile, though without amusement. Running off to Gideon Orter, more than likely. He'd been stabbing her in the back for months, since she arrived in Silver City, playing both sides.
Let him. He was useful to her for now. But the bitterness of her defeat with Kinsey affected Simone far worse than the truth he was as much a traitor as the rest of them.