Chapter 12Some believe time and destiny are immutable, others, that we determine our own fates. I'm not sure which one is more terrifying.
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Scarlett watched as Ryan and Sven climbed into Cash's minivan. Something squeaked under Sven's foot and he yelped, stumbling back.
Cash jumped. Holding the sliding side door open, her brother snatched the offending children's toy from under the other man's foot.
When her bosses were finally settled in their seats, Cash strolled over to her. “How are you holding up?”
Scarlett shrugged. “As well as I can, I guess. It's not how I wanted to be spending my evening. I just wish I knew what the hell was going on.”
“Sometimes that's the hardest part, being lost and confused.” He clapped a hand on her shoulder. “You'll figure it out.”
“That's the th
