BIANCA'S POV
The following day, after I completed my day of work at the dining lobby, I found Fletcher and Carlos waiting for me by the staff exit.
"Come walk with us." Fletcher stretched out his hand to me.
I put one of my hands in his, and got Carlos with the other. He gave me a delicate grin. Fletcher drove us to the entryway past the two watchmen.
I pondered every one of the times Rodriguez and Egrimont had stood there, waving at me when Viola and I went out to the ocean side after work. Presently Rodriguez was… dead, and Egrimont had a couple of days off the clock to grieve his closest companion's demise.
And every last bit of it was a direct result of me. Since I'd had the dumb plan to draw Logan out to the junction, and that lady Roseline had really messed up things
