Maya stepped out of the water, holding Lily tight. She didn’t ask for a towel. She walked straight up to Vanessa.
Vanessa flinched, stepping back. “Don’t you dare get water on me, you—”
“You just touched my daughter,” Maya whispered, leaning in close. The menace in her tone made Vanessa freeze. “That was the last mistake you will ever make.”
Maya turned her head toward the shadows where the security detail stood. She raised her hand and snapped her fingers.
Snap.
