Chapter 47
Jayce
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I WOKE UP with one hell of a headache. After cursing myself out for drinking too much, I took some aspirin, heated up some of the leftover Taco Bell, and then found a ride back to the Wild River Saloon.
After retrieving my bike, I headed to the motel where Ava had been staying, unable to stay away any longer. When I arrived, I noticed her car was missing from the parking lot. Sharpy was back, however. He was by himself and sitting in an old, souped-up Chevelle. Noticing me, his face fell.
“Hey, Hollywood,” he said, after I parked next to his car and shut off my motor.
“Hey. What’s going on?”
“Just waiting for John,” he said, nodding toward the motel. “What are you doing here?”
“I was just driving by and figured I’d see what you were doing.”
He looked over
