CHAPTER 29
“Last two.”
Amanda wanted to cry she was so tired. How was she supposed to face these last two? The drone of the plane engine was going to tip her off the edge into madness.
Clarice looked just as red-eyed and worried. The pretty blond hair, usually a source of constant cheerful mayhem, looked listless and hung forward covering half her face.
She probably didn’t look much better herself. Face it, Mandy, you probably look much worse. Even Jeffrey wouldn’t call her pretty at the moment. Well, he might, but he was ridiculously biased. He still saw a pretty-enough twenty-year old when he looked at her.
The last two files were Phillip’s.
His team’s files were the only ones left. These were the ones she’d been dreading. Phillip had insisted that it was time for them to go “roust
