And she couldn't do it anymore.
Could she?
She rested her chin on her palm, staring at her reflection in the black screen of her laptop. Her eyes looked tired. Older. Sharper.
Maybe Eugene's timing wasn't accidental.
Maybe she deserved lunch with a man who didn't have blood on his hands.
Maybe she deserved peace.
Winn was the first man to ever be with her intimately.
If she was ever going to have a sane life, it was time to move on from Winn Kane.
Maybe not necessarily Eugene.
But she needed to at least test the waters again. Remind herself there were normal men out there. Men who didn't kill for her.
She deserved better.
She deserved calm.
She deserved peace.
*****
Winn arrived at the mall site—purposeful, sharp, vibrating with intensity. A white safety helmet sat on his head, doing absolutely nothing to soften his presence.
He barked orders the moment his boots hit the gravel.
The site manager scrambled after him.
