See How She Dies by Lisa Jackson Page A

squirm, don’t you?”
    â€œShe’s a fake,” Zach said flatly. “Let her do what she wants.”
    â€œNot here. Not now.” Jason lowered his voice, suddenly aware of more than a few curious glances cast in his direction. “Don’t you know what the law firm for the estate will do if—” His blue eyes suddenly sharpened on Adria and it was all she could do to keep from shrinking away from that hate-filled glare. “Take her upstairs. To your suite—no, better yet, to my house. You’ve got a key.”
    â€œNo one’s taking me anywhere,” she said.
    â€œYou started this,” Zach reminded her.
    â€œWhich means we’ll do things my way,” she countered, knowing she had to appear strong—any sign of weakness in front of the Danvers clan would be suicide.
    One side of Zach’s mouth lifted in a crooked, amused grin. “Maybe you are London after all. She was a stubborn thing, too.”
    â€œJust get her out of here. I’ll meet you at the house.”
    â€œWhat about Nicole?” Zach asked and watched his brother’s mouth tighten at the mention of his wife. Theirs was a rocky marriage at best.
    â€œShe’s out of town. Visiting relatives in Santa Fe.”
    Zach didn’t ask any questions. Why Jason’s wife was away on one of the most important nights of her husband’s life didn’t concern him.
    â€œI’m not going anywhere,” Adria stated. “And don’t talk about me as if I’m not here. As far as I’m concerned, I have as much right to be here as the rest of you.”
    â€œShe has a point.”
    â€œGet her out of here, Zach.”
    â€œAs I said, Jason, I’m not budging,” Adria insisted, unmoved by the older Danvers brother’s anger. She hadn’t grown up on the Montana range without learning a thing or two about arrogant, self-important men. She could be just as headstrong as any man when it came to something she believed in and she was certain…well, nearly…that she was London Danvers.
    Adria noticed the glint in Zach’s eyes and she realized that he was enjoying watching his brother lose his cool. Jason, the attorney. Jason who had married well. Jason who seemed to be the one in charge of the family fortune.
    â€œThis is not the time or the place—”
    â€œThen name them,” she said firmly and caught a movement from the corner of her eye. Kim, the waif-thin blonde, inched closer, listening to every word.
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œThe time and place, name them.” Adria wasn’t backing down, not after she’d come this far, swallowed all her doubts, and found her nerve.
    â€œMy God!” another male voice whispered behind her and Adria turned to find a man, tall, blond, and lanky, with startling blue eyes that widened when he caught sight of her face. “She looks just like—”
    â€œWe know, Nelson,” Jason said, obviously irritated.
    â€œNelson, this is Adria Nash,” Zachary drawled as if enjoying his family’s discomfiture. “She’s here claiming to be London.”
    Nelson looked quickly from his oldest brother to Zach. “But she couldn’t be. Not really. Everyone knows that London was killed…”
    â€œEveryone assumed,” Adria cut in.
    Jason’s temper snapped. He glared at Zach. “You got her in here, you get her out.”
    â€œMaybe I’m not ready to go.”
    â€œIf you want anyone in this family to listen to your story with an open mind, you’ll haul your sweet ass out of here,” Jason ordered.
    â€œI’ll take care of her.” Zach’s hands were coiling around her arm again but she jerked away from him.
    â€œI don’t need anyone to take care of me,” she said, suddenly defiant.
    â€œThen why are you here?” Jason asked. “If not for a piece of the pie, for someone to take care of you, why didn’t