CHAPTER EIGHT
FORD
My honor may have been tattered over my broken vow to Buck, but now there was no going back. Now that I’d tasted Indi, now that she’d been vulnerable with me—showed me the pain I’d caused—I wouldn’t change it for the world.
Indigo was mine now. She belonged to me whether she realized it yet or not.
We hadn’t gotten far on the clean-up yesterday as I’d pulled her back to bed and kept her there. Now, in the early morning light, I stalked around her place, examining everything before I put it to rights. Trying to figure out who the f**k would do this. And why.
I found myself back in her bedroom, staring at that bulletin board as if drawn to it. My life now was based on seeking the truth… and vengeance. This board called to me and scared the s**t out of me.
I pulled al
