Chapter 110

There was a low whistle from the doorway. "How much of a devil's bargain did you have to make with Talia?"

I pointed at the stretched-out, tattered sweatpants with Dalhousie University Schulich School of Law embroidered on them that were a hand-me-down from Priya's brother and a sweater that looked like it had formerly done duty for a chimney sweep. "Why are you wearing the latest in Dickensian urchin-wear? Oh, geez. Don't tell me you broke up with Kai and you're actually upset about it."

"If I had, your empathy would have me back on my feet in no time," Pri said. "I wore it because I figured you'd want help cleaning up the mess. I see I was mistaken."

"So mistaken. Come imprint your fine ass on your new chair." I motioned her over.

She handed me a single sheet of paper, before sitting down and swiveling her seat from side-to-side. "Oh yeah, baby. Bond with mommy."