Chapter 49 Reckonings And Revelations

• The air inside the penthouse was heavy with silence. It was the kind that filled in after the storm, but before anyone could be sure it was truly over.
• Sandra stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. The view of Phoenix’s shimmering skyline spread out in front of her, but she couldn’t bring herself to appreciate it. Not when everything she had fought for everything she had rebuilt—was threatening to collapse again.
• Behind her, Steve sat on the edge of the couch, elbows resting on his knees, face buried in his hands.