At the multimillionaire’s wife’s funeral, a homeless girl pointed at the casket and screamed, “She’s not dead! I saw him lock her in!” The husband sneered, “Get this lunatic out of here.” But when the lock broke and the lid slid open, what lay inside made the entire crowd freeze in terror…

” Ysella roared, raising the detonator.

My heart hammered against my ribs. I needed a distraction, just a fraction of a second. I locked eyes with Vance, giving him an imperceptible nod.

“Ysella, listen to me,” I shouted, taking a slow, deliberate step forward to draw her manic focus entirely onto me. “You want me to suffer? You want to destroy my empire?continue reading …