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. Smoke.

a hot mess.

glance at Leah.

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

one too many times

stand beside her. I address Liam: “I imagine this

nods. “You have no

this trashed room. She

Leah, I can sense

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

miracle that Leah came to live with me. I can’t imagine

come this way,”

for

next to

a

She’s pis sed.

And she’s got to know that even though she is the new

three pretty major

He opens two heavy oak doors, sliding them apart. He moves across the room to sweep aside the heavy curtains. Light streams in, making all the dust

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