nation letter on his desk, then

the top. There was

n a recent case, a mistake that required t

s the sc

Hayes. I was his unofficial girlfriend, the woman

e would da

he nerve, it wa

nder, the woman he always called his savior. Her return meant my depart

eard Nathan' s perfect wo

low. "They said it was your mistak

ee years, and gave him a small, reassuring nod.

o sent th

ed to clear my desk, their faces a mixture of pity and fear. They felt bad for me, but they were a

a hollow space opening in my ches

final