The next day, I was a wreck.
Meeting Tom was a mistake.
Granted, it wasn’t like I planned to run into him. That was what made it worse. If Marconi had someone watching us at that moment, I was screwed. It was a chance meeting that could get Lila killed.
An innocent f*****g errand that brought the devil down.
After what Noah told me, I knew it wasn’t an “if” someone was watching. I’d recognized one of his men sitting in the corner as we talked. Marconi probably thought I was working the case.
I needed to figure out a way to keep Lila safe.
My mind was cracking, and the beast paced, whimpering. Everything was spiraling out of control. I was losing my grip.
It was times like this the beast in me was let out. Nothing calmed it more than Lila. My body ached only for her touch. I needed i
