Chapter 7
At first glance the shelter Slade owned looked like most of the other ones Davie had used or gone by during his months on the streets. The only difference was the location. It was only a few blocks from a residential area and a large park that he remembered from his childhood. As he got out of the truck, he patted his pocket, double-checking that his wallet with his new ID was still there.
Once inside, Davie saw it was far from the run-of-the-mill shelter. The front room was neat and clean, set up with a desk where kids wanting to stay the night, or at least get something to eat, had to check in. The two men manning the desk were friendly—even more so when Maddox introduced them to a man named Carson, and told him Davie and Vin were there under Slade’s auspices. Then, he left.
