Chapter 5

My friend Dixon showed up right then. "Brooks — here."

I took the papers from him. He gave me a strange look.

"Never seen someone this calm about a divorce before."

Dixon wasn't the type to pry. He left without another word.

Back upstairs, I knocked for a long time before Brittany opened the door. She was covered in marks again, barely able to keep her eyes open — clearly she hadn't slept.

She didn't bother explaining herself. She dropped onto the couch and was out before I could say anything.

Clothes were scattered all over the floor. A pair…