Tyler
I was out of Erica's flat just after midnight.
She'd gone under on the sofa, Potato pressed in against her, noodle container still half full on the table. I grabbed the blanket off the chair arm, put it over her, clicked the lamp off, and slipped out.
It wasn't far home.
But my head was loud.
Someone in the league.
I'd said it to Erica like I was still working it out. But the second it left my mouth I knew it wasn't a theory anymore. I'd known for a while. I just kept talking myself out of looking at it directly.
Because going there meant it was bigger than Cole. Bigger than his father. Bigger than a personal grudge between two families.
Going there meant someone with actual reach had made a decision about me. And meant it.
I got in, left the lights off, sat on the edge of t
