Chapter 126

The folders feel heavier than paper should. Maybe it’s what’s inside them, or perhaps it’s the weight of what comes next. I leave Dom’s office with both tucked under my arm, the mug of cold coffee forgotten on his desk. My boots hit the hallway hard, steady, too steady for how fast my heart’s beating. First stop is Declan. He’s out back, sleeves rolled up, standing beside Roxanne at the barbecue,