Chapter 21
- Mia's POV
- The bell above the door of Murphy's Diner chimed as I pushed inside, holding on to the newspaper clipping advertising their need for a server.
- "You are here for the job?" A woman in her fifties looked up from behind the counter. She wore a stained apron over jeans and a t-shirt, and her no-nonsense expression suggested she didn't have time for games.