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don’t tell Mom or Dad about this.”
    â€œWhat should I tell them?”
    â€œI told Mom I needed space and she’ll believe me and convince Dad. This shouldn’t take too long.”
    Gloria sat down on the bed and stared at her, tears shining in her eyes. “I can’t believe you’re doing this for me.” She jumped up and hugged her. “You’re the best.”
    â€œNo need to exaggerate,” Dominique said, pleased. She loved helping her little sister; at least she appreciated what she did for her.
    â€œLet me help you pack.”
    â€œI’m already done.”
    Gloria searched through the suitcase with a frown. “But there’s nothing interesting in here.” She opened Dominique’s drawer and pulled out a cream blouse. “At least take this.”
    Dominique smiled at her sister’s naiveté. “I’m supposed to be a driver, I can’t go around wearing a three-hundred-dollar top.”
    â€œBut you got it on sale.”
    â€œI know…for three hundred dollars.”
    Gloria frowned, still confused. “But don’t those people wear sale items all the time?”
    â€œRight,” Dominique said, taking the blouse. She wouldn’t wear it but she didn’t want to explain why it was inappropriate either.
    Gloria clapped her hands together. “Oh, and there’s something else.” She disappeared then came back moments later holding a gold chained necklace with a hanging pendant. “I was going to wait for your birthday, but since you’re being so sweet I want to give this to you now. Turn around.”
    Dominique looked at the expensive gift in dismay. “But I can’t wear--”
    â€œYou can wear it under your blouse,” Gloria said, forcing her sister to turn. “It’s to give you courage.” She draped the necklace around Dominique’s neck. “You’ll need it against Kevin.”
    â€œBut I—”
    Gloria stood in front of her. “Listen to me. He’s dangerous.” Her eyes filled with tears again. “He hurt me more than any man ever has. Don’t fall for his tricks.”
    Dominique affectionately patted her sister’s cheek, a little surprised by her sister’s changing emotions. That wasn’t like her. “I don’t plan to.”
    â€œYou will if you’re not careful.” Gloria tapped the chain. “Keep this on at all times so you’ll remember me. So that you’ll remember what he did to me.”
    Her sister’s words are what kept her going. That first day Dominique hadn’t found out enough about Kevin that would be useful, but after a week she knew plenty.
    She’d learned one major truth—Kevin Jackson took the word ‘playboy’ to its own dimension. She knew he lived off of inherited money from a lucrative export business his great-grandfather, a Haitian immigrant, had developed.
    Twice she’d heard him mutter a sigh and say ‘I hate these things’ when he received a text, and then he would text for several minutes before he put his phone away. He hadn’t gone back to the university and when she’d asked about his art class, he admitted that he’d done it one time as a favor to Elizabeth.
    She didn’t know a man who did nothing—he didn’t seem to work or do anything with a purpose—could be so active. He went out partying nearly every night. If he wasn’t hosting a party, he was going to one at a friends’ home. If he wasn’t at a friend’s house, he was in an exclusive club. She’d pick him up at two or three in the morning. He also had the strange habit of wearing dark shades at night or early morning as the case may be.
    He had the stamina of a college freshman although he was in his mid-thirties. No wonder he’d worn out his other drivers. She wasn’t sure she’d last much longer. Especially when he had his marathon