Chapter Six
I strode into the Messenger’s offices the next morning on a mission, ignoring all the stares from my colleagues — most of whom I still hadn’t formally met.
There wasn’t a doubt in my mind that they all had opinions about me and my actions but I didn’t have the time or space in my brain to care. The only thing that mattered was figuring out who killed Circe, how they did it, and why.
“Zoe,” Mitch barked from the other side of the office where he stood waiting with his arms across his chest, scowling.
Evidently, he had other plans.
Sighing, I tossed my bag down on my desk and made my way over to Mitch. I couldn’t avoid him all day, so better to get whatever he wanted to say to me out of the way now.
He ushered me into his office and closed the door softly behind us. Maybe h
