The Trickster Diaries/Chapter 77
Saturday morning, mid January, 2015. Let cats out. Coffee. Hm, nice day. Feed cats. Lock up. Go for a run. On the way home I stop in to see Liz at her shop. Oh, right, it’s Saturday. She’s not there. It’s the obnoxious blonde who, a week later, Liz fires. Turns out the…