The moon served through the sky in a dance of silvery elegance as its glint formed an ice blue reflection against the window glass. Melissa stood at the window staring into the bright night her arms folded but her body was poised as if she was ready to spring up anytime.

The day had been hectic, as she'd met a bunch of files she was supposed to have a day ago. She could only finish half of it even with Avalors and Margaret's help. She'd employed Margaret immediately she saw the workload and they were at it for roughly twelve hours.

Margaret had fallen asleep on Richard's bed when they'd...