CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
All the tenants loitered around outside still gawking as the cops pulled out of the parking lot. Anyone who’d heard anything gave a statement. Risqué should have been open by now, but Blaser hadn’t brought it up. The three brothers and Dax were together at the bottom of the stairs talking while everyone else shared their experiences with each other. Bri was slightly away from that group unable to focus on another intense discussion.
“Are you okay?” Ivy asked, coming over.
Bri sighed. “Yeah,” she said. “I mean I’ll have to talk to Gary, and he might never forgive me for…”
“You let the cops into your place?”
“He wanted me to leave with him,” Bri said. “He thought we could have a new life in Mexico, but Blaser would have been blamed for Rafe’s murder. I could nev
