Max POV
Lucy Traynor. I haven’t heard that name in many years. It can’t be the same woman I’m thinking of, can it?
Thinking back to what Bailey looked like this morning, though, it is entirely possible. Bailey looks just like that woman.
Axel said the address of Lucy Traynor was in his desk. If it’s the same town, then it has to be her.
I quickly walked into the packhouse, on a mission, not stopping to take anyone’s s**t or half-hearted bull s**t greetings. I have a grandson to make amends with. I don’t have time for anyone’s stale “Hello alpha’s”.
In the top drawer of Axel’s desk, I found a folder labeled ‘TRAYNOR’. I open it, and find a long report he had done on not just Lucy, but Bailey, Levi Sullivan, the piece of s**t that put his hands on my grandson, and a few others associ
