This had made me, for the first time in weeks, the driver again.

I did not enjoy what Shirley had forced me to become.

But I will not pretend there was no satisfaction in feeling my own spine again.

Chapter 21 — The Second Envelope

The next morning I drove straight to Mr.

Bradley’s office, and he was waiting for me, and without a word he placed the second yellow envelope into my hands.

Inside were two documents, bound together with a blue backing strip, and a smaller white envelope tucked beneath them.