Chapter 62

AARON

Holy shi t. I just walked into a frat house.

That’s my first impression of Pack Roberts’ main hall.

There are pool tables and flat screen tv’s. Bars with cases of alcohol stacked haphazardly. At least a dozen empty kegs are lined like silver building blocks along one wall.

Couches have cigarette burns and look old, the leather faded and cracking.

I stare into the far right corner. Thinking I must be wrong about what I see.

But. Nope. It’s right there…

A stripper pole.

Naturally.

And the whole room bears an unforgettable stench.

beer.

place is a

glance at Leah.

with a measure of shock and then she snaps her mo uth

expression one

move until I stand beside her. I address Liam: “I imagine this hit

have

trashed room.

Leah, I can

are layered. It’s not a one-night bender that tarnished this space. It’s years of

it was some small miracle that Leah came to live with me. I can’t imagine her fate had she grown

this way,” Liam says.

his arm for Leah to precede him.

next to her.

casts me a di rty

pis sed. I

got to know that even though she is the new

three pretty

doors, sliding them apart. He moves across the room to sweep aside the heavy curtains. Light streams in, making all the dust shine like sparkles in

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