Zane Shelby scoffed contemptuously, "Afraid? That word isn't in my vocabulary."
Faye Vaughn's lips curved into a slight smile. "That's wonderful. I knew Mr. Shaw was a man who fears nothing. Entrusting this matter to you puts my mind completely at ease."
Sweet, flattering words came so easily to her.
Zane Shelby's gaze swept over her. "Is this how you got Wyatt Hawthorne so wrapped around your finger?"
Faye Vaughn flattened the curve of her lips, putting on a sorrowful expression. "Unfortunately, I wasn't able to get him wrapped around my finger."
Zane Shelby bluntly called her out. "You don't look the least bit unfortunate."
She didn't even seem to care much about Wyatt Hawthorne.
This was different from the information his investigation had turned up.
