Van
My thoughts continually circled back to the beautiful woman I'd found in the freezing snowstorm. I wasn't a man who saved people or did anything without the promise of reciprocation. That knowledge alone had me questioning myself and my motives.
What do I want?
Do I want to keep Julia?
Do I want her to see me as others don't, as someone who saves instead of destroys?
Or is the attention I've given to Wade Pharmaceutical not about Julia McGrath but because of her?
She'd brought the vulnerability of Wade and of Marlin Butler back into my sights.
Speaking of Butler, I'd had my private eye do a run of Skylar Butler's credit cards. His last charge was at a gas station in Madison around ten thirty last night. I couldn't help but compare our dissimilar situations. He'd been pumping
