Tomorrow May Already Be Too Late
I reached across the desk and closed my hand over the wrapped vials.
“Anouk,” I said, and my voice was steady now.
“Your mother’s operation will be paid in full tomorrow morning.
Every cent.
But right now I need you to trust me and do exactly as I say.
Leave the house now.
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