Chapter 3
ANDREW
Technically, I’m supposed to be on shift. But I can’t get Frank’s words about my grandmother’s estate out of my mind…or the new status, the new title—and the new life—that would come with it.
I can see it all now, the changes that come with wealth—the birth of a new me happening before my eyes. I can see what he looks like. I can see who he is.
New name (or, rather, an old one): Lincoln Andrew Fletcher.
New title: Master of the Universe.
New status: Probably pissing his pants in a tuxedo that costs more than most people’s cars.
Fucking lovely.
I decide to grab every item still left in my employee locker—everything I can take because in forty-eight hours, I’ll have to be in the fifth circle of Hell.
Connecticut.
My grandmother’s estate—a place I’d walked out of se
