Larissa's POV
It took me an embarrassingly long amount of time to realize where we were going. Hint: It wasn’t Lara’s house.
A familiar, towering skyscraper, all reflective glass and steel, stood imposing in the distance. It was one of the most prestigious firms in the city. Employees, executives, and clients streamed in and out of the building dressed in sharp suits and crisp dresses. Some clutched coffee cups or briefcases. Others walked briskly as they chatted amongst themselves or into the phones pressed against their ears. The Patterson Financial Group tower.
I wasn’t just where I had worked. It was where Lara had died. And where I had confessed to her murder.
I looked at Brayden but he paid me no mind. He pulled into the underground parking garage the light dimming slightly as h
