CHAPTER 4: Terry
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When Terry woke it took him a minute to realize where the hell he was. He sat up, running his hand down his face as he crawled out of bed. He pulled his wallet from his pocket to double check. Ethan would fire anyone who stole from a client but it had happened.
His credit cards were still there and some money, but not much. He glanced at the table. The cash was gone. He had no idea how much he’d given Desiree, but he’d leave more for her downstairs. She deserved a small fortune for listening to his s**t last night.
He grimaced as his gaze landed on the bottle of scotch. If he were younger and more naïve, he’d swear he’d never drink again but that wasn’t going to happen. Although, it would be a while. He stumbled to the bathroom and turned on the shower and th
