I fidgeted a little when we were stopped a few times during our exit. Nicholas conversed with the politicians, athletes, and businessmen who wanted to shake his hand. All evening long, I'd gotten side glances and curious stares, almost everyone simply interested to see Nicholas Rowe's pregnant, young wife. But I couldn't shake the feeling I was being watched.

It wasn't from Hector. After his surprise attack, I never saw him again all night. And both Simon and Rosemary were in attendance, yet it ...