RIDE OR CRY
"Knox is acting weird," Jesse said, sliding onto the stool next to Maya. "Weirder than usual, I mean. He's been in his office for three hours. He's not answering his phone. He's not answering the door. He's not answering the whiskey I left outside the door. He's not answering anything. It's like he's hiding from something. Or someone. Maybe himself. Maybe his own damn reflection in the mirror. I'm starting to think he's got a ghost in there with him."
Maya didn't look up from the glass she was polishing, her movements slow and methodical. "He's processing."
"Processing what?"
"Everything." She set down the glass and finally met his eyes. "Cole showing up. What he said about his brother. The past catching up with him. All of it. It's a lot to carry. It's a lot to unpack. He'
