All Chapters of 60 Days Before the Apocalypse,I Divorced My Cheating Husband: Chapter 21 - Chapter 24

By the end of the week the loading dock at Rosewood Gardens looked like a small harbor, with pallets of plates, glasses, pots, towels, soap and laundry powder arriving every morning.Giada drove each stack to the warehouse in the afternoon, locked the big door behind her, and let it all vanish into her space until the concrete floor lay bare again."Ms. Vitale, this is the fourth kitchen you've called this week." The catering manager on her phone sounded flattered and suspicious at the same time. "Can I ask why you don't just order everything from one place?""Because I'm a loyal woman, and I like to spread my love around." Giada's laugh came low and warm as she stacked a crate of silverware on the marble counter. "Four hundred boxes, roast beef and potatoes, ready by five, and your driver gets a tip as big as his smile.""For that, I'll cook the beef myself." He chuckled, and the line clicked off.She smiled at the empty penthouse and crossed another line in her notebook. No kitchen

Dario walked into Mercy General on Monday morning with the hospital bill folded in his breast pocket and a calm that fooled nobody. He had not slept since Friday, and every hour had gone into thinking."I need to file a formal complaint against one of your physicians." He set the paper flat on the reception counter. "Dr. Nadia Vitale. This bill is from three years ago, and it proves she delivered a full term baby boy while telling me she had a miscarriage.""Sir, you'll need to speak with Patient Relations on the second floor." The receptionist's voice dropped. "I can't process a clinical complaint at the front desk.""Then point me to the second floor, because I am not leaving until someone tells me why a doctor in this hospital lied to her own husband about a living child." Dario pressed his finger on the bill, and the ink smudged under his thumb.He was halfway to the elevator when the lobby doors banged open and Enzo came through at a half run, his jacket hanging off one shoulder a