"Okay." She smiled at him and settled back in her seat but even as she was trying to relax she found herself collecting details on everything around her. She noticed the people and where they congregated, what shoes drink vendor wore, how one guy near the far left of the stage favored his left leg when he walked. She frowned a moment. This was what Tim, Terry, and even Dad had meant when they all said the job consumes you.
She took a drink and swallowed hard. Maybe once she avenged her mother, she could quit.
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