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Chapter One

Day

Four graves

Four caskets

Two bodies

A throng of family and friends ray skies in a cemetery nestled at the bottoe A DEA agent and his ere murdered a week earlier and their two adult children were reported dead in an apartators reported the cause of death—self-inflicted gunshot wounds Those sa of cash at a drop location in exchange for their report which led to two empty caskets and headstones carved with the names Jessica Maeve Day and Jude Paxton Day

“How ent for GAIL, mumbled from the driver’s seat of the SUV custom built to meet presidential motorcade standards

“I could snap your neck and not shed … One Fucking Tear,” Jessica Day answered

The cocky agent chuckled, as any asshole that treated life and death like a business would do “I taught you everything you know I’m not too worried”

“No, you taughtyou know”

“Jess,” Jude warned, grabbing her fisted hand and holding it until she relaxed

“I’ve seen enough Let’s go” Jessica turned away froh Why couldn’t she have a norhter with long black hair and an ornery son that loved to pull it, and a dog that dug up the flowers planted along their white picket fence

How could fate be so cruel?

“We’re gridlocked We won’t be leaving early without busting up a few cars, which wouldant to do is make a scene”