Substitute Marriage: Healing My Disabled Husband

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he hidden door to the top-floor office of the Holmes Sports Agency by Boston's Charles Ri

y upward and slapped the tabletop. The deep lines around his nose twitched as he che

hree strides and swung h

His hand missed my skin and smacked straight

is reddened palm,

ese past few years, your dead grandmother

eels and a tailored dark blue velvet suit. Her red-painted lips curved into a sneer as she p

If you don't want your dead grandmother's last b

mother in a faded coat, standing in terror outside the wrought-iron gates of

lid from my sleeve into my fingers, the cold tip pressing hard against the pad of my t

e cramped room with heavy sweet perfume. She looped her arm through Jany

ge contract at my feet, her manicure

a favor to you. A crippled, violent washout who c

e corner of her eye and stepped back hal

Boston team. This engagement used to

laugh and ground her hee

ke care of himself! Next week the league's morality committee is strippi

and jabbed a thick f

your name and get over there in Kadence's place, or I'll have your gran

cuff, a micro-recording bracelet blinked with a faint red lig

to investigate my grandmother's death. This

up the cold paper, skimming the strict clauses

ut a diamond-studded pen like she

e for my yacht party tonight wit

g a clumsy country girl's scrawl until the final stroke hooke

checked the signature, and han

Kensington car is waiting in the back alley. Don't e

black-framed glasses from her

plain, dead face piss off Mr.

harp amber eyes. Without another glance at the three of them, I pulle

lashed against the pane. I walked down the narrow iron steps, the cold railing b

zing wind. A black stretched bulletproof Lincoln

d down a crack, revealing

nsington doesn't welcome

r, and pulled open the heavy armored door. The scent of aged cigars mixed w

we sped onto the rain-slicked Boston highway. I leaned back, spotting the t

ed, projecting a message from my subordinate

from retired Pentagon systems, and Conley Bond's medical files are

nd two short beats on

ight there. Get read

topped before a massive Gothic black stone estate. Amidst the roar