"So when is my mother coming back from her..." She does air quotes. "Business trip?"
My fingers flex on the steering wheel. "About a month or so."
That's a lie. I doubt Sadie's mother is ever coming back.
The girl sitting in the passenger seat of my car is my sole priority now.
My sole...everything.
"How did my mother hook up with a cop? I can't wrap my head around it. She is just as resentful of authority as I am. Last time I saw her, she was trying to kick a coke habit and failing." Sadie gestures at me. "How did this happen?"
The truth?
I'd had a shitty day at work and needed a drink. I lost an officer in a gun fight that afternoon and gave myself permission to numb some of the pain with whiskey. Rare for me. To give in to weakness like that. But there I was, replaying the moment
