White Spots on My Cheeks Led to an Unwanted Contract

up the receiver and set it gently back on the cradle. The black plastic was cold against my palm.

The kitchen was very still, the afternoon light fading quickly as the clouds gathered outside. I went back to the living room and picked up my leather purse from the sofa.

I opened it and looked down at the investigator’s folder, the white pages clean and continue reading …