My first impulse was to call Crew. Why the hell hadn't I asked him to arrest her in the first place? I'd taken a soft stance on the crazy woman who lurked in the silence in my private space like a spider waiting to pounce, hugging my pug who seemed at ease and happy despite the fear racing through my veins.

I think Mila must have realized she'd made a huge misstep, likely the first time in her life she actually figured out she was missing the regular social graces that ...