Chapter 24 Winter

• I smile at Olivia like she's a puppy that just peed on an expensive rug. Sweet, but oh so disappointing.
• "Actually," I say, turning to the spokesperson with the confidence of someone who just drew a royal flush, "I have evidence to back up my claims."
• The room goes so quiet I can hear Olivia's eyelashes batting in panic. Mike shifts in his seat, suddenly looking uncomfortable. The six fake witnesses exchange nervous glances like they're realizing they might have picked the wrong side.