CHAPTER 32
LACHLAN
It's late when I finally step out onto the sidewalk outside of Opal's. The sky above me is dark. The stars are out in full force.
I step out of my yellow taxi and into the night in my newly bought outfit of the white button-down and black slacks. The street and night air are warm for a December New York night, and I don't even feel a chill.
The last twenty-four hours have been surreal.
Between spending those incredible hours with Sabrina and finding Tim Horton dead on the sidewalk, I've been on edge like I've never known before.
Plus, I have no idea what's next. Especially now that I know Sabrina checked out of our suite early, again disappearing before any of the dead body commotion began on the street.
Unwilling or unable to continue the way I was going, I had t
