Chapter 14
GrahamSarah Larson texted me the fundraiser meeting wouldn’t start at their house until eight, but not trusting Austin traffic, I left my west Austin home extra early and arrived south of town much sooner than anticipated.
With nearly twenty minutes to spare, I parked in front of Toby and Sarah’s and sat in my car, going through work emails. I didn’t know them well enough to show up early and knock on their door.
Ten minutes later, the roar and screech of a shining blue BMW zooming to a sudden stop behind me made my head jerk up. In the sliver of the rearview mirror bounced the wild curls of my favorite gym owner. She bounded out of the car, lugging a leather briefcase, and rushed past me.
I got out to follow.
“Alexa.”
She stopped and whirled around. “Oh, I didn’t see you.
