DAMIAN
"Another woman?" I mouthed the words, my mind blank and confused with no idea of what Dorothy was talking about.
And then it hit me. Dorothy had somehow known thathad gone to see Lora. But how? I was sure that no one had followed me there. Or was I? I had actually been on edge and worried after Lora's text message that I hadn't actually been looking to see if I was being followed. But then again, why the hell would someone have wanted to follow me in the first place?
"Answer the question, Damian," Dorothy demanded. "You were at a motel room with another woman. Or do you deny it?"
I forced myself to meet her angry eyes.
"No," I said quietly.
Amelia shot me a panicked look. I tried to assure her with my eyes that I had the situation well in hand.
Dorothy drew herself up to her
