The office was dark, but I knew the place well and could get around blindfolded. When I saw that the light was on in the copy room and heard a noise coming from the back of the office, I put my hand on my pepper spray and squeezed my toes together so Aunt Marie’s flip-flops wouldn’t make a sound as I walked. It wasn’t unusual for the attorneys to work late. I had parked in front on the street, so I didn’t know if anyone had parked in the garage. I thought about calling Jeff, but then I remembered why I was there in the first place. He was off in La-La Land with his darling wife. If I hadn’t been so scared at that moment, I would have puked. I walked slowly to the copy room entrance and stood there in disbelief.
“Anaya!” Jeff said, startled, looking up at me.
I didn’t respond immediately,
