Jump Ship Before It Sinks
I knew I had to get justice for Dad, but where should I start?
How could I protect myself and Dad’s company?
Could I afford to talk to Mom?
What if she refused to believe me?
Or, worse, what if she believed me but decided to side with Landon anyway?
I forced myself to focus on work.
Any slip-up on my part would just provide more fodder for Rainey’s attack.
But I couldn’t concentrate.
My eyes kept flicking towards the door.
The sound of footsteps made me jump.
I stared at the Gantt chart on the computer screen and could make neither heads nor tails of it.
That night, I locked the door of my hotel room, double-secured it with a doorstop, hid under two blankets and didn’t sleep a wink.
I became an insomniac overnight.
Chronic sleeplessness tormented me for years to come.
Whenever I closed my eyes, I was haunted by the image of Dad lying in a pool of blood.
His eyes were wide open, filled with disappointment and condemnation.
I had let him down.
From that day onwards, I lived in precarious
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