
Should I go to the police? No, Justin thought.Rhonda and Malcolm implicitly told him to board the next flight out of here. I'd be implicated, and then locked away into one of their grimy prisons for a lifetime. It was just a one night stand, it meant nothing.

My fingers quivered keying in the number, I thought of Justin and those sparking hazel eyes, this call might destroy him, and us.

As I watched Rhonda reaming out Malcolm over Justin's unwanted involvement, I knew there was more to the story then she was letting on.

Justin couldn't shake the familiar, soulless eyes that stared at him even in death.