Chapter 24

• RONNELL POV
• My hands wrapped around the steering wheel, knuckles turning white as my grip tightened. I'd intended to pull away from Blair's… well, it was hard to call that place a house. But here I was, still parked in the driveway. Anyone else in this situation, I'd have bounced. Her living conditions weren't my concern.
• As long as she showed up for work on time and churned out perfect reports, that was all that mattered. I didn't need to know the details of her life.