Max and Danny stayed in the living room, drinking and carousing for hours. When I heard the front door slam, I had to assume that Max had left again and that he wouldn’t be coming back for quite some time. But I was still too nervous to leave my room. What if Danny wouldn’t let me back inside? What if I wouldn’t be able to shake him again? I shuddered. I didn’t know exactly who wanted me at that hotel downtown, but I knew that I had to go. Max be damned, if someone knew something about my father’s death, I wanted to know. I hadn’t been to downtown Marquette in a long time, not since the day that Max and I were married in the courthouse. Even though it was less than two weeks ago, part of me couldn’t believe that it had happened at all—it was like a little slice from someone else’s life. That morning, I dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt with a leather jacket that I’d borrowed from Max. I didn’t know who I was meeting with, or how they’d treat me, but I wanted to look tough.
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