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

eyes were black and flat with pure malice. “She is a threat to my family. Arrest her. Now.”

Brody swallowed hard. He stepped out into the center aisle. He didn’t pull his handcuffs, but his body language shifted into official, authoritative mode. He began walking slowly toward me.

“Miss Hayes,” Chief Brody said, keeping his tone carefully neutral. “Or continue reading …