A thunderous roar went through Nancy's ears.
Her back stiffened. "We're not saying anything bad about you. I'm talking to Crystal."
"Tut, look at the stupid way you're smiling. If you're not talking about me, who are you talking about?"
Nancy rolled her eyes. "I didn't bother to mention you. I was asking Crystal about Clark."
Oh, her baby boy, Clark. How could she forget him!
"Crystal, I miss Clark so much."
"He misses you, too. But he's fine, and I've settled him." Crystal said quietly. "I'll get you back together when we get you out."
"Really? Crystal, can you save me? Will you help me get rid of Rat?"
"Well, yes."
"Is it enough, you two women?" Paul was furious again when he saw them blocking the sidewalk and having to get out of the way.
Eric stood at a distance by the fountain, a glass of champagne in hand, looking at the strange trio.
Marcos Garcia was standing next to him, and they were very handsome.