Chris point of view
I passed a glance at her, but she was far too busy sulking, and it worked way well with me. Of course, I hadn't lied about it being a family diner; as a matter of fact, I had other intentions down within me for asking her to come along.
But I had seen the information he had passed down to me; all through the night, Matt had sent me the background check he ran through on Harry, but with the situation of her getting pissed and being unable to sleep, I had no time to check.
However, as soon as we hit the road, I
I scrolled through my messages and had my attention pinned against them. I felt all the anger within me rise. It was no joke; it was the bitter truth, the real effect of everything.
Apparently, Harry was not who he had pictured himself out to be. I knew somet
