Chapter Thirty
Preston
Enraged couldn’t begin to cover the way I felt. After tonight, I would never let Emma anywhere near Cramer again. Knowing he’d called her Cameron sealed the deal. I’d have to find another way to prove his guilt.
It took a while to catch up to Nathan and when I did, I saw his truck parked in the parking lot of an abandoned warehouse. Nathan was still in his truck, with his head resting on the steering wheel. I slowed my vehicle and turned down the opposite street. It was dark with no streetlights, which worked in my favor. I found a place to park and snuck through the trees with my rifle slung across my shoulders.
At first, Nathan kept his head on the steering wheel, completely still, but then all hell broke loose. Pounding his fists against the wheel, he let loos
