Murray was wrapped up in trying to solve the mess that his parents found themselves in. In essence, the town was trying to steal their home. A few minutes after speaking with Lander, a Rosie Thimble called his phone. She was taking charge of this shit storm, and heads were going to roll.
When Rosie got out of the car, Murray introduced himself. The moment that he touched his hand to hers, he felt a feeling roll over him akin to his skin being set on fire. Not only his skin but where her fingers were touching his. He could feel the iciness of her anger like it was his own. Closing his eyes to the onslaught of not only her anger but every memory that she’d ever had. He could only wonder what she was getting from him…
