7
DALLAS
Our schedule had changed a lot since our loner days, working as a team, but not as a pack. Before, we all pretty much went our own way until Asher called us up with a job. Now, we woke up, went about our separate morning routines, and then met in the double-wide's living room, going over the priorities for both bounties and the pack. Bounty wise—we tried not to call it that in front of Asher, he was pretty stuck on being all proper about it. "Bail retrieval." Bounty wise, we took fewer jobs these days. None of us had rent, and a lot of our time was better spent investing in the pack.
This last spring we'd planted a large garden, tended it through summer, harvested it in the fall. We'd built a second house, and that had gone to Ryan. He was bigger than even me, and the small dim
