at Margo's Plac

sion. She balanced three plates on her left arm

er. He was wearing his dark

th, Crysta slid a heavy ceramic m

not breaking her stride as she moved

ming laugh. He pick

elled over the n

nd walked out of the kitchen. "What

wiping down a table across the room. "Where did you find her? She h

e look of pride on her

t the mug down and looked at Crysta a

id," Ri

olding a damp rag

idge said. "She is drowning. She needs a manager. Someone who knows

the damp rag. Dirty water squeez

ntown. It was a ticket

e. "Thank you, Captain.

s arm with a menu. "Stop tryin

ent back to his coff

ack room to grab more napkins. She leaned against the metal shelving unit, pressing her ha

aneled lounge of the Apex Private Club, J

his knuckles. Tap. Tap. Tap. It was t

n about what you saw?" Ali

was losing my mind. I am not certain of anything. I saw a profile for three seconds. But A

his elbows on his knees. "If she is out, why hasn't Collins s

an said bluntly. "They used her to

onally handed the prosecutor the eviden

her name again," Julian countered. "He is obsessed with As

we do?" Al

hought about Collins Hunter. He thought about the c

are wrong, he will tear us apart for bringing her up. If we are right

reed. We bury it. It was a