Hazel was annoyed. No, scratch that—she was furious.
Every piece of news about her sister seemed to set her blood boiling, and now, to make matters worse, her business was taking a massive hit thanks to Althea's latest folly.
"I'll teach that girl a lesson!" Hazel fumed, pacing as she imagined the conversation she would have.
She pictured herself talking sense into her sister, pulling her back from what Hazel believed was the biggest mistake of her life so far.
Thud!
Her plane landed at Parkland City Airport with a jolt.
Traveling light, Hazel had only packed a single backpack, confident that the task ahead would be quick and straightforward.
She hailed a taxi, giving the driver an address she had gotten from the private investigator she hired just days prior.
An hour later, the cab pulled up to a location far from the bustling heart of the city. The area was secluded, and for good reason.