ALSO BY KIKI SWINSON
The Playing Dirty Series: Playing Dirty and Notorious
The Candy Shop
A Sticky Situation
The Wifey Series: Wifey, I’m Still Wifey, Life After Wifey,
Still Wifey Material
Wife Extraordinaire Series: Wife Extraordinaire and
Wife Extraordinaire Returns
Cheaper to Keep Her Series: Books 1–5
The Score Series: The Score and The Mark
Dead on Arrival
The Black Market Series: The Black Market, The Safe
House, Property of the State
ANTHOLOGIES
Sleeping with the Enemy (with Wahida Clark)
Heist and Heist 2 (with De’nesha Diamond)
Lifestyles of the Rich and Shameless (with Noire)
A Gangster and a Gentleman (with De’nesha Diamond)
Most Wanted (with Nikki Turner)
Still Candy Shopping (with Amaleka McCall)
Fistful of Benjamins (with De’nesha Diamond)
Schemes and Dirty Tricks (with Saundra)
Bad Behavior (with Noire)
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Table of Contents
Also by Title Page Copyright Page PROLOGUE 1 - AMBITIONS 2 - STREET TIES 3 - DOWN AND DIRTY 4 - THE AFTERMATH 5 - MAKING THE RIGHT CHOICES 6 - CUTTHROAT GAMES 7 - REVELATIONS 8 - DANGEROUS LIAISONS 9 - ON A MISSION 10 - CASUALTIES 11 - EVIDENCE COLLECTION 12 - BREAKING NEWS 13 - PLAYING THE WAITING GAME 14 - ON TO THE NEXT 15 - BACK TO HAUNT ME 16 - THE FAÇADE OF HAPPINESS 17 - THE RECKONING 18 - THE VERDICT
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ISBN: 978-1-4967-2972-9
First Kensington Hardcover Edition: September 2020
ISBN-13: 978-1-4967-2975-0 (ebook)
ISBN-10: 1-4967-2975-7 (ebook)
PROLOGUE
“And the nominees for Outstanding Coverage of a Breaking News Story are . . .”
I clenched my butt cheeks together and balled up my toes in my shoes so hard that they throbbed.
Kyle reached over and grabbed my hand and held it tightly.
I closed my eyes and waited to hear the results. My ears were ringing so loudly from my nerves that I didn’t hear anything until cheers erupted from the crowd.
“You won, twin! They just called your name! You won,” Kyle blurted loudly. He beamed with pride. It took me a few minutes to register what he was saying. He let go of my hand and helped me to my feet. My mouth hung open in a perfectly round O, and my legs were shaking so badly that my knees knocked together. I could barely catch my breath, and that instinctive right hand over my heart told the whole story.
“You have to go up there,” Kyle said, urging me into the aisle so I could walk onstage and get my award.
Kyle held on to me to make sure I could balance on my heels; I guess he could feel how hard I was trembling. He walked me up onto the stage. I stood frozen for a few seconds as I turned toward the spectators. Cheers arose. My cheeks flushed and the bones in my face ached from grinning. I deserved this Emmy Award. At least that was what the loud crowd was saying with their warm cheers.
I looked over at my brother and he wore a cool grin as I slowly unfolded the paper containing my speech. I wish I could’ve been as cool as he was in that moment. My hands shook, but I stuck out my chest and delivered the perfect speech to accept my award. The crowd clapped and cheered again as Kyle and I walked toward the stage exit.
“Wait right there . . . hold that pose!” a photographer called out. “Smile, you’re the winner,” he instructed, hoisting his camera to eye level to ensure he captured the exact moment. I was blushing and sure that my face would look like a cherry in every snapshot he took.
Kyle and I posed and turned to each other on cue. We capitalized on the opportunity to take this free twin-sister-and-brother photo shoot. The photographer’s flash exploded.
The bright lights sparkled in my eyes. It was truly the perfect day in my life.
“Walk slowly forward now,” the photographer instructed. When Kyle and I finally made it to the end of the picture area, I was bombarded with more photographers eager to snap photos with professional and personal cameras. Noticing the paparazzi, even Kyle waved like a star. I also flashed my best debutante smile.
“Well, well, well. If it isn’t