Chapter 34

• I hold up a hand, the one that isn’t busy stirring in the wine. “Hear me out before you judge my lack of action.” I detail how he came in looking all contrite, that he was apologetic and adamant about wanting to make sure I felt safe. “It almost felt like he wanted me to report him.”
• “Then maybe you should. Maybe it’s a cry for help.”
• “I considered that until he passed over the key and his revised paper.” “What if it’s a copy? And why would his paper change your mind?”