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found the business card Riley had left there and clutched it tight. It gave her a small amount of comfort knowing there was someone to turn to. Lean on.
    He wanted to talk to her in private about what had happened between them and yet she couldn’t even begin to explain tonight’s behavior. Had it just been his strength that drew her to him so recklessly. She’d never experienced such an instant attraction before, not even with Caesar. And yet, she couldn’t accept it any more than she could allow herself to consider the possibility of more with him. Not now. Not at the worst possible time in her life.
    He ’d urged her not to trust anyone. Especially those closest to her. Especially Caesar.
    A shiver slipped along her spine. Someone stepping on her grave…
    Her glance slid to Caesar as he maneuvered the car easily through light traffic, his full concentration on the road ahead. God, she desperately wanted to believe his innocence.
    Trust no one. Especially Caesar Santiago…
    She thought she knew everything about Caesar’s family. He’d been honest with her from the beginning, holding nothing back about the business he’d walked away from all those years ago when he left Bogotá and the Santiago’s wealth behind for good. Or so she thought. Had it all been just a lie? Had she been wrong about Caesar from the beginning?
    “Jordan?” Some of the gentleness returned to Caesar’s voice. She realized they were no longer moving. The Mercedes had rolled to a stop in front of Caesar’s Upper East Side brownstone. His dark eyes grew watchful. “I didn’t think you’d want to go back to your apartment just yet.”
    Slowly, she nodded. He was right. As much as she despised him , she couldn’t think about returning to the apartment she and Jeremy’s shared for so long.
    Jordan got out of the car refusing the hand he offered her for support. She followed him inside, aware of the anger that raged through him.
    Caesar closed the door with annoyance. “ Will you at least trust me to take care of all the necessary arrangements?” The brittleness in his tone forewarned her of the argument that was sure to come if she continued to reject him.
    Jordan turned away. She couldn’t look at him. “Yes. Thank you, that’s very generous.”
    “ You’re still my fiancé. Jeremy was family.” Bile rose in her throat. She couldn’t speak. “You must be exhausted,” he tried to excuse her coldness. “Why don’t you get some rest?”
    She didn’t look at him. “I am. Exhausted, I am exhausted. I’ll use the guest room.” She waited for him to argue. After a moment, she left him alone.
    She just wanted to wake up and find this was all just a bad dream.
    Trust no one. She couldn’t dismiss Riley’s warning no matter how hard she tried.
    B ut did she believe the unimaginable? Was Caesar a vicious murderer or simply a casualty of injustice? Monster or victim? Angel or devil? The uncertainty would drive her mad.
    Caesar might be a cheat, and a liar, but was he capable of taking her brother’s life?
     
    Chapter Four
     
    “Donovan. Burbeck. In my office. Now.” Riley’d  barely gotten one arm free of his jacket when the  lieutenant poked his head out of the closet he called an office. A single dirty glass window allowed the LT a bird’s eye view of the squad room. The down side being the Lieu didn’t have an privacy.
    “Shit’s hit the fan.” Frank murmured as he huffed his bulk from the rickety old chair he’d finally managed to maneuver into a somewhat comfortable position.
    The senior officer had suspected something other than a little interrogation had taken place between his partner and Jordan in that hospital room. After all, he knew Riley well enough to know that flushed expression on his face had nothing to do with his obvious dislike for Santiago. Still, Frank hadn’t pressed for answers. He’d just tossed Riley a half-dozen curious looks on the ride over to the station.
    “It doesn’t look good