“No,” Elliot said. “But she can make noise.”

I walked to my window. Across downtown Denver, the Halston Meridian sign glowed gold against the black sky.

“Let her,” I said. “Tomorrow morning, we make noise too.”

PART 3

By 7:00 a.m., Celeste had already made three mistakes.

The first was believing loudness was the same thing as power.

She sent an email to continue reading …