CHAPTER EIGHT
Reaching Sunday without further altercation was a relief for Bri. The pressure of living with Erika had been so constant for weeks that she’d almost forgotten what it was like to live without the threat of trouble.
Blaser had been nice to her. He’d gone above and beyond what she would have expected from a regular friend. Maybe because Blaser wasn’t a regular friend. If he hadn’t given her a place to stay and a job, she’d have been stuck. God knew where she would be without his generosity.
Settling into her new apartment was easy. Almost all the other tenants had been by to introduce themselves. All were variations of scary. All built, mostly tattooed, but so far very friendly. Every tenant worked for or with Blaser in some way, except Suzette. It was awe-inspiring to see h
