Chapter 87
- "Of course, sir."
- I knelt down to pick up the shards of glass from the floor, using a napkin, with my heart hammering against my chest. As soon as I was done, I stumbled over an apology, and Ander placed a hand on my elbow and tugged me aside. Once we were through the double doors of the kitchen, he withdrew his hand and folded his arms over his chest.
- "We don't make mistakes like this at La Mesa."