Alexander
The silence in my apartment was becoming unbearable. New York was silent today, and that silence was killing me, because it made me hear my own thoughts.
I loosened my tie roughly as I paced back and forth.
Hale… Clara… The meeting… The evidence.
"The damn evidence."
I ran a hand over my face and let out a heavy sigh.
No, no… She didn't have anything truly solid. Nothing that could destroy me. I tried to repeat that to myself over and over, as if it would calm me down. Because Clara was intelligent, yes, but also emotional. And when someone acts on emotion, they often make mistakes. I hadn't left any loose ends. I couldn't have.
I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower forcefully. The water began to fall as I slowly took off my clothes. I needed to clear my
