CHAPTER 4He knew her. He knew that face, and a maddening rush of panic overcame him for a moment. The panic would have been there regardless of whether he knew her or not, but he wouldn’t have lost himself in that face if he hadn’t known her. He spoke out loud, but didn’t hear himself...
“Jesus, Marren. What have you gotten yourself into?”
He pulled his sport coat off — damn thing, he hated having to wear crap like this. It made him feel so blended and adult, but the one time he dressed the way he felt most comfortable, the Dean at the University told him that he looked like a student. Said that he would earn much more respect from his pupils if he dressed a little more presentably. “Not to mention the staff,” the Dean added. “Now, it’s really up to you, Shane, but let’s just say that it
