Chapter 95 Ninety-five

• Abel
• Three weeks since that night at the hotel, and I'd learned something important about Millicent Adams: her resolve lasted exactly four days.
• Four days of perfect professionalism. Four days of her bringing me coffee without meeting my eyes. Four days of careful distance and formal "Mr. Cielo" this and "Of course, sir" that. Four days of pretending we hadn't spent an entire night fucking each other senseless.