Cade says, giving me a look. “No, I’m not,” I growl. “Now tell me what you know.” “Spike, buddy, have a drink and sit yeah?” Granger says, shoving a beer at me. I take it and pop the top, before bringing it to my lips and swallowing. It does help, and with each sip, I feel calmer. Fuck, what was ...
George says, walking into the room. He’s covered in blood, and his head is hanging. A sharp pain rips through my chest, and I take a deep, ragged breath. “The police?” “They are finished, they will call if they need more.” “She jumped to her own death,” I whisper, glaring at my hands. “It isn’t y...