Chapter 164
- Brayden’s car screeched to a halt just outside the bar, the tires skidding slightly against the pavement as he threw the gear into park.
- His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white with the force of his anger and concern.
- The pounding music from inside vibrated through the air, the heavy bass making the ground beneath him feel alive, but all he could focus on was one thing—Penelope.