The clock on the conference room wall displayed 1346 with disinterest. The five assembled in the room were not in concert with it. Donald Palfrey sat at the foot of the cherry table, hands clasped over the binder each had received when walking into the room. The 6’7″ retired Marine was a head taller than […]

Dean excused himself after he helped Margo wrestle her luggage into the house. He stowed her things in the guest bedroom and went into Tara’s bedroom. The moment his head hit the jasmine-scented pillowcase, he was asleep.