Chapter 48

"Love?" Edgar let out a scoff, eyes sweeping over Louise from head to toe. "Louise, do you really think you're in any position to say that word to me?" "I definitely am not-at least, not in your eyes," Louise shot back, tone calm as ever. She kept the conversation going, but her hands, tied behind her back, were working nonstop. Carefully, she turned her wrist, trying to get to the tiny blade hidden in her watch. Bit by bit, she managed to slide the blade out and begin sawing at the rough rope around her wrist-small, controlled movements. She couldn't see what she was doing, just clutched the blade between her fingers and hoped for the best. The sharp edge nicked her skin more than once, but she didn't flinch. Tension thickened between them, but neither spoke again for a moment. Meanwhile, Dominic had just stepped out of Silvergate Residences when his assistant called. He drove straight to the Velvet Room and parked out front, where the party scene was in full swing. He pushed through