The Prescotts Thought My Uniform Was Decorative

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The monitor kept beeping.

I counted eight beeps.

Nine.

Ten.

Then I asked, “Who called the ambulance?”

“Mrs. Mendoza.”

I didn’t know the name.

“Our housekeeper. Their housekeeper.” Janelle wiped at one eye with the heel of her hand. “She wasn’t supposed to be there on Thursdays.”

Mrs. Mendoza Had Already Chosen A Side

Agent Cobb’s phone buzzed.

She looked at continue reading …