Chapter Eighteen
Tonya frowned, watching the woman and the two men. She impatiently fingered the glass of unsweetened ice tea the waitress had refilled, and ground her teeth in frustration.
Her attempts to make contact with Ross Galloway had been futile. It was like he had become a hermit since his mother passed away two weeks ago. Tonya had gone to all of his old haunts, and the only thing she had learned was that he needed better friends to hang out with. Nathan Grumby and his brother, Hannibal, made her want to take a shower with bleach.
The only thing she had discovered from them, beside the fact that she never wanted to have to be near either one of them again, especially Hannibal, was that Ross Galloway hated to fish and liked to f**k. The conversation had quickly gone downhill at
