Author: cuongtr

“The electric bill is past due.” “Handle it by Friday.” That was the entire message my mother sent me. There was no hello. There was…

The poison stopped working at exactly eleven forty-seven on the winter solstice. I knew the time because the cracked clock above my stove clicked once,…

Emily Carter woke with her heel pressed against a man’s thigh and a loaded pistol resting within reach of his hand. For one merciful second,…

Vincent Blackwood opened the wrong door at exactly 7:14 p.m. The first thing he saw was not the woman he had spent eleven months pretending…

The first time Mason Hawthorne spoke Claire Bennett’s dead mother’s name, he was standing in a dark apartment with a gun beneath his jacket and…

“You should have answered me, Evelyn.” Trevor Blake’s voice came through my car speakers so calmly that, for one foolish second, I almost forgot I…

“Come get me.” Those three words appeared on Ethan Caldwell’s private phone at 2:14 in the morning. The message had not come from one of…

“Smile, Claire.” “Everyone is watching.” Those were the last gentle words my fiancé said before he sold me. I was sitting in the back of…

“I have a date tonight.” The porcelain coffee cup stopped halfway to Grant Callahan’s mouth. For two years, I had watched the most feared man…