8 LUKE
Life was strange, you know.
One second, you’re just shooting the s**t, hanging with a couple of friends, and the next, Trick is shouting, “We gotta go. Dax broke his restraining order and found Chloe. They’re at Lucy’s.”
I mean, what the f**k, right?
Chloe hadn’t even acted concerned about this particular douchebag. She had steadfastly claimed he was all bark and no bite; he wasn’t a physical danger to her at all. She’d actually thought the restraining order had been an unneeded way to scare him away from her completely.
He was never supposed to break the order.
Goddammit all to hell, I’d teased her about it.
As I felt my face drain of color, trying to come to terms with what her brother had just announced, Vaughn had a much quicker reaction.
“Lucy’s?” he roared in outrage,
