Chapter 2Scott led Adam to the living room, a comfortable space packed with the memorabilia of a lifetime. Pictures of every shape and size cluttered every available surface, but outside of a quick glance that noted a lot of them were of Colette, Adam didn’t examine them any closer. That would imply a genuine interest about these people. They had snatched him into their lives without knowing a thing about him; he shuddered to think what they would do with someone who showed an inclination to stay.
Scott did not turn on the television before settling on the couch, long legs sprawled in front of him. Adam settled in a nearby chair and took another swallow of his beer. Had anything ever tasted so good in his life? Adam didn’t think so.
“So…what do you do?” Adam started, hoping to distract S
