Chapter Thirty-Four
While I’m waiting for the doctor, someone knocks on the door. I look through the peephole, thinking maybe it will be Damon. Or maybe the cops. Instead I recognize Will from the Rose and Crown Motel. He looks out of place with the lush green and wooded stretch behind him, so different from the concrete forest I know him from.
I open the door. “I can’t believe you were spying on me.”
Even though I can believe it. I know how persuasive Gabriel can be.
Guilt forces his gaze to the side. “I’m sorry.”
I move back to let him in. “I just hope you charged him enough.”
He steps into the hallway gingerly, as if expecting to be tossed back out. “He didn’t pay me anything, I swear.”
“Well, then you definitely didn’t charge him enough.”
“I asked for something more important t
