Behind Closed Doors

Thalia’s POV

Raindrops tracked down the passenger window as the cab navigated the city traffic, matching the restless tangle of thoughts inside my head. Ever since my brief time with Beckett, relentless doubts had been eating away at me, leaving me with far more confusion than answers.

He had lied straight to my face about his missing wife. In the beginning, I bent over backwards trying to justi