Chapter 82 New Clues In My Mother's Death
- After finishing dinner with Steve, I stepped out of the restaurant. Just as I started the engine, my phone rang.
- “Rae, where are you?” Zoe’s voice came through, a mix of lazy annoyance and concern. “These people are driving me crazy. Come pick me up for dinner.”
- I glanced at the file folder on the passenger seat—AI system evaluation documents the Professor had assigned today.