Retribution
Chapter One
JUNE 1988 NEW YORK CITY
CHLOE LARSON WAS, as usual, in a mad and blinding rush. She had all of ten minutes to change into something suitable to
wear to The Phantom of the Opera-currently sold out a year in advance and the hottest show on Broadway-put on a
face, and catch the 6:52 p.m. train out of Bayside into the city, which was, in itself, a three-minute car ride from
her apartment to the station. That left her with really only seven minutes. She whipped through her overstuffed closet
that she had meant to clean out last winter, and quickly settled on a black crepe skirt and matching jacket with a pink
camisole. Clutching one shoe in her hand, she muttered Michael's name under her breath, while she frantically tossed
aside shoe after shoe from the pile on the closet floor, at last finally finding the bla ... read full excerpt from Retribution ebook
