Chapter 4
By the time they got out of the car at the motel, Gwen was wearing a raincoat the driver had lent her. She still got a few looks as they crossed the lobby to the elevator, since she was barefooted. As soon as they got to their floor, she headed down to her room, calling back over her shoulder, “I’ll get changed, and then we talk, Tate.”
“To figure out how to approach the girls,” Tate stated, although he was certain she had something else in mind. Something he had no intention of discussing.
“Yeah, that, too.” She grinned before disappearing into her room.
Tate stripped as soon as he was in his room, setting aside the clothes Van had given him to return to him the next time they met. Then he took a shower to wash off the grime from searching the warehouse and going through the
