Liar Liar (A Helen Grace Thriller #4)

Chapter 89

Her heels made a harsh, repetitive clicking sound as she ran toward the hospital entrance. Michael was paying the cabbie, but she hadn’t waited for him. Her head was spinning, her mind full of awful possibilities, and now she just wanted to know.

Without thinking, she ran straight into the A there was no one out there who would want to harm them.

He was a psychiatrist and she was a bloody architect, for God’s sake.

And yet something inside her knew. Knew that they were getting sucked into something bigger than them. And that this was just the start of their misery.