Back at her hotel room later that day, she paced the floor. Looking down, she saw Colt’s leather jacket left on the floor behind the door. Picking it up, she smelled the leather and the woodsy smell of his cologne. She loved his scent. Slightly smiling, she caught herself before that feeling of longing took over.
“No. Holly. Stop it. Focus. Davis is playing you and Retribution like fools. Also, trying to end Slade’s come back. You can’t let this happen.”
She knew Davis wasn’t stupid enough to get rid of Slade. He was too much of a draw with fans. For some reason they wanted to get control of Colt. Presumably to get his crowd following to sway in The Alliance direction. That would mean more money for those involved in that faction. So far, The Alliance was full of mid-card talent. No big
