Chapter One
THIS FEELS LIKE s**t. Aimee Harper was accustomed to being in the offices of the Benson and Taylor Law Firm, just not on the client side of the table. She didn’t like the feeling. While there were times she felt bad for the clients who sat opposite the lawyers, her heart aching for what was happening to them, this time was different. This time, the usually warm and inviting wood paneling sent a cold shiver of dread through her. This time, the soothing landscape portraits on the wall mocked them and their hope. This time, the comforting cup of warm coffee in front of her made her nauseous, while the dark burgundy drapes, which were meant to offer a soothing semblance of comfort from a cold, harsh outside world, suffocated her, making her claustrophobic. This time, the cold swea
