The lady lawyer should have been scared. And she was. Kind of.
But the one thing she learned on the boggy bottom rung of the law ladder was:
There were no coincidences. Blackmail happens. Mines collapse. Audits fail.
Regulators regulate. People die from accidents. Blackmailers get theirs.
And her own mother would run her over for chump change.
But all on the same week? Not likely.
Somebody believed Sylvia Myer knew something and she was going to find out what.