Dying for His Debt Living for His Ruin

Summary

To help Declan Hayes climb out of a supposed eight-figure debt, I worked until my bones felt brittle. Ten different under-the-table gigs a day—cleaning motel bathrooms at dawn, bussing tables at noon, and driving late-night rideshare shifts until my vision blurred behind the steering wheel.

It was on one of those midnight shifts that the accident happened.

A shadow darted into the crosswalk, the brakes shrieked, and a sickening thud echoed through the hood of my beat-up sedan. The man refused an insurance settlement.