Chapter 8After they left the Boiler Room, Max took Sutter to the twenty-four hour Walmart in Eugene to buy new clothes. Neither of them mentioned the encounter at the club. Max didn’t know what he’d say or how he’d explain his participation. All those claims about stepping back while Sutter did his thing had disappeared once he’d started watching him work his seduction. Damon had complained about his distraction, but Max couldn’t stop staring, wondering what Sutter was saying to make his prey smile and then peel out of that chair to drag Sutter to an even darker corner.
It wasn’t his business. He knew that. But the jealousy had gnawed at him in ever-growing bites until even Damon had faked an excuse to leave.
Here, under the harsh superstore lights, he’d expected Sutter to look like deat
