Chapter 62
~ Nathaniel ~
I'd been standing just outside the bar room, close enough to hear everything but far enough to stay hidden. Call it a habit—I'd learned young that the best information came from conversations people didn't know you were listening to.
And this conversation? This was pure gold.
I heard Yvonne's voice, dripping with false sweetness and barely concealed suspicion. "Where did you say you worked again, Hailey?"
The silence that followed was loaded. Heavy. I could practically feel Hailey's panic from where I stood.
So Yvonne knew. Or at least suspected. Which meant she'd probably seen something at the office today, or heard something, or put together pieces that Hailey hadn't wanted connected.
This was bad. This was Yvonne in predator mode, circling her prey, ready
