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.

stale beer.

place is a

glance at

her mo uth

that expression one too many

address Liam: “I

nods. “You have no

this trashed room. She has an idea.

I can sense

scents here 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

way,” Liam says.

his arm for Leah

next

me a di rty

She’s pis sed.

I’m just going to abandon her. And she’s got to know that even though she is the new

pretty

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

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