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Afterrolls down hill and straight into a pile of shit

The rest of e control around Reservoir’s office, but I’m too late Sloan has already found her arle person in that co their rebellion’s new leader

On the one hand, it’s frustrating as hell Whatever she’s said and done to rally her troops, it worked On the other hand, her ability to turn a situation around, inspire others’ confidence about her leadership, and get shit done is epic Yes, she has the advantage because this is her home turf, but she outmaneuvered me I admit it

I just can’t let that stand

That evening, I drive to Sloan’s place, Fleetwood Mac’s haunting relationship Hail Mary song, “The Chain,” surging over the radio Lindsey Buckingham wails that if his woain…

Those words hit me square in the chest

I saw the way Sloan looked atday I felt the way she responded to ht Somewhere in that stubborn, bruised heart of hers, I think Sloan cares about me, maybe even a lot I just need her to admit it

Trying to shake off my nerves, I reach her townhouse well after dark, park, and knock on her door

No answer

I know she’s in there Before I left hts flip on and off inside her unit

Sighing, I knock again “Baby, we need to talk Silence isn’t solving anything I know you’re angry and upset Probably confused, too If you’ll open up and talk to me, I can explain Becca”

Still nothing, not even an acknowledgment that I’m outside her door

Dread twists e the Wynam situation for Evan…but I need my wife back for me “Baby, don’t do this”

Still no response I sigh Pleading is generally useless and puts me in a position of weakness Sloan isn’t a wo Oh, she’d have all appropriate empathy for someone truly in need, but she doesn’t see ame

If I’et crafty