The voice sounded youthful. It belonged to a woman—a furious young woman.

Deirdre could feel her heart shrinking in dread. “Who are you?”

“Who am I? Who am I?!” Eva Heinemann sized Deirdre up with unreserved contempt. “Sterling is doomed because of you! Because of a stupid, irritating blind woman like you!”

Deirdre grabbed the fabric of her own dress. “What happened to Sterry?”

“What happened? Ha! Do you know how much Sterling has sacrificed to protect you? They took his picture—the media to