Claire glanced at it and quickly closed it.
Out of sight, out of mind.
It was Tuesday.
With no measurements to take yet, Claire had nothing else to do.
So she continued organizing the materials Nora had assigned to her.
That evening, she left work right on time.
She had just driven up to the entrance of Briarwood Residences when a figure suddenly darted out in front of her.
The memory of her previous car accident made her slam on the brakes in fright.
But this time was different.
After waking up from the accident, she had gone over it again and again in her mind. There was no way someone could have suddenly appeared on a stretch of road like that.
So she must have simply been exhausted in those days and imagined it.
But this time, there really was someone blocking her car.
She
