Chapter Sixteen
TRIGGER
It had been eight days since Gus was killed. We had just returned from the funeral, and everyone was in a s**t mood. I didn’t blame them. I was feeling extra low myself.
“She didn’t deserve to be there,” Morgan snarled as he sank into a chair.
“She did,” Cooper chimed in. “Just not with another man on her arm.”
“I still think you should have let Tess have a run at her.” Rail winked at Tess, who had remained quiet most of the day. Gus meant a lot to Tess, and she was even more closed off than she had been lately.
Rail hit Tess with his elbow. “You need a drink, Tiger?”
She peeled her gaze from her lap, and I saw the flash of her phone.
“Hmm?” She squinted while she thought about what Rail said. “No, I’m not hungry.”
Rail’s chin pulled back, but before he cou
