But now, even Phoenix’s usually quiet demeanor felt more like he was waiting for an explanation, and Fawn who was usually all sunshine and rainbows, nibbled on a fingernail nervously.
William Reed was definitely the latter. “Speak of the devil…” I murmured, a sleek black limousine rolling up and stopping at the curb.
I glanced up at Phoenix. “You mean, who is he?” His gaze was trained firmly on the mayoral candidate’s son. Phoenix shrugged and turned away. I sidled closer. “His name is Dylan. He’s twenty-one…”
have plans for all of that. Starting with Saint View Strip, the main road that runs through the center of the town.”
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