TRADING HALTED: HARRINGTON CAPITAL GROUP.
ARREST WARRANT ISSUED: WIRE FRAUD, HUMAN TRAFFICKING, ATTEMPTED FIRST-DEGREE MURDER.
The color drained from her cheeks until she looked older than the limestone pillars holding up her front porch.
Garrett backed away toward the fireplace, his eyes wide and wild.“Who… who the hell are you?
You’re just a gardener!
You grow hydrangeas in a rusted shed!”
“I spent twenty-two years cultivating plants because it was the only thing quiet enough to wash the sound of screaming men out of my ears,” I said, stepping toward him.
Garrett panicked.He reached toward the hearth, his fingers wrapping around a brass-handled iron poker.
He swung it with everything he had—a wide, frantic, clumsy blow aimed at my skull.
I didn’t blink.
I slipped inside the arc of the swing, parrying the brass shaft with my left forearm, and drove the heel of my boot downward into his right kneecap.
