Burn
A Novel
Chapter One
Seven years earlier . . .
Jenner Redwine’s cell phone rang as she was ?trudg?ing across the parking lot to her car. That would be Dylan, she thought with a flash of annoyance as she fished the phone from the bottom of her denim purse; she’d had the phone for just five weeks, and already he’d developed a pattern. She bet she knew what he wanted, too. She thumbed the Talk button, said “Hello,” and waited to see if she’d won the bet with herself.
“Hey, babe,” he said, as he always did.
“Hey.” If he’d had an ounce of sensitivity he’d have noticed the distinct lack of welcome in her voice, but “sensitivity” and “Dylan” were direct opposites.
“You off work yet?”
As if he hadn’t been watching the clock, she thought, but didn’t say it. “Yeah.”
“How about stopping at the Seven-Eleven and picking up a six-pack, okay? I’ll pay you for it.”
He hadn’t yet, she thought grumpily, and she was getting tired of it. His dead-e ...
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