Seven Cent Short

"Damn it! What the hell is going on? How did everything fall apart overnight?"

Joy fired off questions nonstop after the two of them barely escaped the swarm of reporters through the back door. They were crammed into a random taxi they’d flagged down, both looking just as wrecked as the situation itself. The driver glanced at them in the rearview mirror, thinking, What a mess of a couple.

Georgio turned to Joy, irritation gnawing at him, his patience running thin. But ...