James

A sickening ghost of a smile played on Sarah’s lips before the mask fell completely away from her face.

“That’s what I like about you, Mr. Mckenna, you seem to understand me better than anyone.” She took a fleeting glance at Nicholas who busied himself with reading the label on the champagne bottle.

“I’m afraid you’re exaggerating, Mayor. I’m a mere businessman, understanding people is part of the trade.”

“Likewise. Understanding my people comes with my job as ...