Chapter 8Sonya’s desk was empty when I reached the office half an hour before sunrise. The days rolling over from one to another when I finished work still affected me. It made me feel time was getting away from me. It was heading onto Thursday. I had been at this for almost a week and had nothing to show for it.
“Your secretary is missing,” I said to Ruben, walking into his office without an announcement.
“She’s wasn’t feeling well. I let her off early.”
“Big of you.”
I dropped three sets of keys and ID cards on Ruben’s desk. He frowned at my hand. I had blood across my fingers and under my nails, and it stained the rim of my sleeve as well, although it was harder to see against the black leather.
“Busy night?” he asked. I shrugged.
After I’d left Connor’s place I’d gone on a ra
