Chapter 2
This would be the case that made his career. Even as Steve Kass handed a tissue to the woman crying in his guest chair, he could think of little else. If he managed to not only keep Roxxy RoxX alive, but also catch her murderous stalker, goodbye assistant D.A., hello Attorney General of New York come the next election cycle. Maybe Roxxy would even sing at his inauguration. How cool would that be? A chart-topping music star, playing at his inauguration? He could almost see it now…
“I’m sorry I’m crying all over your chair, Mr. Kass,” Roxxy said, interrupting his inauguration daydream. “I just can’t believe Mabel’s really gone. She’s been with me since I was sixteen. She was like a mother to me.”
Her face, which was painted white with a rainbow of lightning bolts across it, crum
