Chapter 22
- Sitting face to face with the stoic Kelvin while King nestled on her lap, inserting his hand into her t-shirt, Syntia fixed her puzzled gaze on Venice laid motionless on a bed in a huge room. An IV tube ran down from a bag of transparent liquid and into the back of her palm.
- "Where did you meet my Mom?"
- Syntia shifted her gaze to Kelvin's squinted eyes roaming over her body. "Sir?" She adjusted her body in the chair.