my keys in one hand and the insurance folder beneath my arm.
The color vanished from his face all at once.
For several seconds, he simply stared, one hand still touching his tie, like I was something he could blink away.
I didn’t run.
Didn’t reach for my phone.
I only looked at him.
He knew that I knew.
The woman disappeared around the corner without ever noticing me.
Brandon caught up before I reached my car.
“Myra, wait, please.”
I kept walking.
He moved in front of me.
“It’s
