Chapter 10October 13th, 2014
Bramson Bay, Oregon
After the confrontation with Burton the atmosphere in Lockwood’s room improved. Crowley was willing to give me a chance. The resentment I still picked up from him seemed more a product of professional rivalry instead of hatred.
Burton, on the other hand, was something else. The younger of the pair waited uneasily for Lockwood’s instructions. He was willing to use me to get the job done now, but that didn’t mean he liked me.
I was okay with that. I didn’t really want him watching my back, but I didn’t think he’d stab me in the back given a chance either. Maybe I was being too charitable.
With the initial tension over introductions passing, Lockwood took over. “What’s our status?”
“We’ve got operations established at the motel,” Crowley
