Daniel sat back.

“So you really want to live with strangers?”

I thought of Marcus’s guest suite, Nina’s soup, Sam’s careful accounting.

“No,” I replied.

“I want to live where I can shut a door and feel at peace.”

PART 12: Sloan’s Version of the Truth

The following week, Sloan left a long voicemail.

She spoke quickly, her voice tight with indignation.