Truce
I'm sitting on the sofa near the window with my laptop on my lap, and my legs are resting on the bench under the window. The pain is bearable thanks to the medication. By mid-afternoon, I gave up. I stood up, took my laptop and the phone that had been recovered from the accident along with my purse, and started doing some work; it was that or think about Salvatore's statements.
Someone tampered with the brake strap.
There's someone out there who wanted to kill me.
A shiver runs through me, giving me goosebumps just thinking about it. I know Salvatore is curious too; I'd bet anything it was Eva. That psychopath, who else could have a motive? And what a coincidence it happened the same day I asked for her head; it was evident she was pissed off by the way Salvatore kicked her out o
