Chapter 186 Taking Matters Into My Own Hands

• I stood at the door to Bob’s apartment, Jeffrey behind me. His eyes burned a hole in the back of my skull. I didn’t need to talk to him to know what he was thinking: Do you really want to be doing this?
• It was a question that I had asked myself a million times on the way from the mansion. I had told Andrew that I trusted him on this Bob matter, but I couldn’t leave it alone, not when our friends were getting hurt. Something had to be done.
• I didn’t feel good about lying to Andrew, again, or sneaking around on him. It was just what I had to do.