from the top. There wa

l of apology. He slid a box of tissues

error in a recent case, a mistake that made the en

Nathan Hayes. I was his girlfriend, the unofficial lady

to do it, it co

d the company' s co-founder, was back. She was his saving grace, the one he

ad. "I get it. It

sk himself, placing it right by the window. "This way, I can see you whenev

his office window

sonal belongings into a cardboard box, and left without a second glance

s black Maybach pul

d the door. He held his hand over the doorframe, a protect

as C

ve. She linked her arm through his, her smile bright and easy. Nathan looked

a second, then flickered away as if he hadn't seen me at a

I hailed a taxi and gave the drive

pent

I went to the kitchen and started cooking, following the familiar routine.

a plate, took a pictu

er? Made your favorit

owed as delivered, then

ot. He was