Chapter Seventeen: Falsely Accused.
Inside Dueces, Cruz had drunk the last glass of scotch. The bottle was emptied. But the drink barely had any effect; his anatomy was no longer regular due to a serum mutation he underwent in his time at the agency.
Cruz deliberately made sure his mind stayed blank all through the time he was there.
This night wasn't for thoughts or plans. For once, he wanted to just be human and absorb his pain.
One night to let his emotions take charge wouldn't hurt.
Over the years the only time he allowed himself to be in touch with his emotions was when he was around Lesley. And now that their situation look totalled, he wanted to feel his emotions for himself, for once.
A bit buzzed, he pulled to his feet. He was going to get a cab and lodge in a hotel for the
