6
Kira sat in the passenger seat of Trevor’s car, watching the familiar streets of the upper middle-class neighborhoods that flanked the northern border of La Valentia roll by in the darkness. She had grown up in a more modest home not far from here, where her parents still lived. The well-lit houses became larger and spaced farther apart as they went, a growing progression of immaculately landscaped kingdoms until they reached Trevor’s family home. The Wright mansion backed onto the local golf club. Kira had met Stephanie here often for their tutoring sessions.
Trevor pulled into the driveway, bringing Kira’s thoughts back to the present. The drive from her apartment had passed in awkward silence. She followed him out of the car to the front door, which he unlocked without comment. He l
