THREE DAYS LATER
Ben’s POV
“Ben, I can carry it myself,” Abby states as I take the bag from her hand and sling it over my shoulder.
“I know you can, but you don’t need to.” I reply, pushing the button for the elevator.
“When the hell did you suddenly become so gentlemanly?” she questions, raising her eyebrow at me.
I smile back in return and our eyes meet for a second before we both look away.
To say the last few days have been a strain would be the understatement of the century.
Admittedly, once I knew that Abby was safe and out of danger, all I’ve been able to focus on is catching the assholes responsible for Joss’ death. I made Trey a promise that we would find them and I intend to keep it. However, despite our best efforts so far, we have come up empty. It’s like the twis
