-ARIA-
I slid my badge through the scanner of the print machine for the tenth time, typed the information in, and… nothing. I inhaled, nostrils flaring, and prayed the Lord would grant me a shred of patience.
Today was not a good day.
Not only had I barely slept last night, turning over everything the Roach had told me, but now I needed to scrape together some money before I even approached this Rosa woman. I’d have to bide my time. Talking to dangerous people like that meant earning their trust first.
Otherwise… well, you can imagine.
But it also meant slowing down. Again. And after three years, I wanted everything finished. I wanted Logan behind bars. I wanted his company taken from him.
Cole surged into the copy room, leaning against the doorjamb. "Do you need some help, Aria?"
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