Chapter 71

• LENNOX
• I gathered my radio, carefully untangling the wires of the earpiece, and descended a few steps towards the bus door. Ashton, my client, pulled up his hood and joined me, securing a hunting knife on his ankle and stashing a tactical switchblade in his pocket. He always carried these weapons, even though I knew he probably didn't need them. It was a security blanket for him.
• Colby, had mentioned my name while defending his sister, Willow. I hoped he hadn't said anything incriminating. Ashton scowled, clearly displeased with the situation.