INT. - JULIAN BLACK'S MANSION - NIGHT

Simone threw her glass across the room, the heavy lead crystal shattering against the edge of the fireplace. She ignored Julian's scowl, how he ducked from the glittering shards hurtling back toward him, her hands fisted at her sides, nails cutting deep into the flesh of her palms.

It was the sixth thing she'd broken since Kinsey left. And the smallest. If Julian didn't run, he'd be next.

Not surprising he fled like the ...