Chapter 57 Wrong Decisions

• He returned home that evening, drained, flush, and still without a clue what to do; climbing down from the car, he raised his head to find her at the window, a glass of wine in her hold.
• She locked eye contact with him, then, in annoyance, she pulled back away from sight and brought the curtains down.
• He sighed, unbuttoning his jacket and walking into the house, nodding his head at greetings thrown at him in all directions and making his way into his office.