“My dad owns every law firm in this province,” the lawyer’s daughter laughed after ramming her brand-new Tesla into my old Subaru

of calling her, I set the phone down beside my keyboard.

If this escalated, I wanted the escalation to be entirely on the Ashford side.

I checked the time again.

Forty minutes since the collision.

Ten minutes later, my phone rang.

Unknown number.

I answered. “Hello?”

“Mr. Cross?” The voice on the other end was male, older, trying very hard to sound composed continue reading …