WESLEY
I walked with no particular direction in mind. All I could care about was putting some distance between myself and that hotel room.
I replayed the evening as I walked, which was a bad idea and something I did anyway.
I stopped at a crossing and waited for the light, watching the traffic move through the intersection, and tried to calculate how much damage had actually been done by Natalia.
My mind quickly went to the models and I remembered how they had left so shaken because of her. I sighed as everything played through my head. The models had contracts and they were professionals. I could call them in the morning with an apology, an explanation and a slightly improved rate and there was a reasonable chance they would come back so it was manageable.
I started walking again w
