Laura’s Point of View.
The day after Commander Macy died, I became preoccupied with finding the killer. It has been a week and there was no update at all. It was driving me crazy.
Who could it be?
I put my head down on the kitchen island counter. I was at a loss for what to do. I was awash in possibilities. I’ve been mulling over what I could do and what I would do if I captured the killer.
I must now resemble a zombie, with dark circles under my eyes and a pale face. Even Damian was upset with me because I couldn’t sleep well. I wasn’t sure if he was turned off by the way I looked.
“You’re here.”
I made a crude face when I heard the familiar cold and unsettling voice. Standing before me was the man whose appearance matched the tone of his voice. His hair was ruffled, as if caught in
