" What could have gone wrong during the time when she was with him?", but those were in answered questions.

He rubbed his big rummy with his hands pressing them hard as though he wanted to injure himself.

Filled with so much rage, he pushed a chair down and walked out of the room.

Chelsea tried to be calm as she could so as to come up with another plan to go get the money that was left.

Lying on the sofa, her head rested on one arm while her leg was crossed on the other as though she was carrying the problems of the world on her shoulders.

Blaze...