That, more than anything, was how I knew I had already left the woman on the foyer floor behind.

Chapter 15 — I Already Acted

Phoebe slid three documents across the table, and turned them to face the three of them, and I let the documents speak, because they said it better than I could.

“I don’t think anything,” I said.

“Thinking is what I did months ago.

I’ve already acted.”