Chapter 55

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I’d been staring at the frozen food section in the grocery store for ages, too exhausted to decide what to nuke for dinner. It had been one of those days at work when everything had gone wrong from the minute I’d stepped my foot in the door. By noon I’d contemplated quitting my job. When I finally was let out of the building the thought of bludgeoning everyone to death with the tax code had crossed my mind.

A granola bar was all I’d eaten all day and I’d passed the hangry state somewhere around four. Now, three hours later, I was ready to eat this sad pizza right from the freezer. Box and all. I huffed out a tired sigh. Even warming pathetic, frozen food seemed like too much work, but the only fast food place close to my building made the crappiest Chinese in the history of food. It was a wonder they hadn’t been forced to close down ages ago. Maybe I should just scarf down another granola bar and call it a night?

“Beckett?”