Chapter Thirty Seven

LARA

It wasn’t exactly what I’d call a stellar morning.

For starters, Starbucks got my coffee order wrong. Again. And I hadn’t even noticed until halfway through the drive to the office because I was in such a rush—like my ass was literally on fire and every red light was a personal attack on my existence. I kept sipping, waiting for that familiar hit of caramel and espresso I needed to function l