smiled.
Barely.
They had no idea what they had done.
I kept the folder beside me and pulled my laptop from my duffel.
If they wanted to play house, I was going to check the rest of my life.
The laptop screen lit the concrete floor.
I connected to the Wi-Fi.
Same password.
Of course.
Nothing in this house changed unless it benefited Chloe.
I logged into my military banking portal.
Before the dashboard even finished loading, something felt wrong.
Experience teaches you not to ignore that feeling.
Then the
