The rumors reached Lawson Customs before eight o’clock Tuesday morning. I didn’t know exactly who started them but I didn’t need to know.
Growing up with Charlotte had taught me to recognize her work long before anyone else did.
She never started fights herself. She simply whispered into enough ears that everyone else started them for her.
I woke up before sunrise, showered, brushed my teeth and pulled on my usual work clothes before making coffee upstairs. Rain tapped softly against the apartment window while I buttered two slice of toast and for a few peaceful minutes the world still felt normal.
That feeling disappeared the moment I unlocked the garage.
Mia was already sitting behind the reception desk sorting invoices into color coded folders while sipping coffee from one of th
