The mayor tried to ruin me at the altar—until the pastor spoke a single name that brought the entire ceremony to a halt

snare.

Evelyn turned her furious gaze toward the heavy oak doors. “Miller! Davis! Get that book! Get that envelope away from him right now! I am the Mayor of this city, and I am ordering you to secure stolen property!”

The two massive security guards hesitated for a fraction of a second. They looked at Chief Brody, who was standing in the aisle, but continue reading …