Chapter 859
- A blotchy, feverish red climbed Chad’s neck.
- “I’ll see to it that you never draw a paycheck in this state again,” he hissed, his voice cracking. “And I’ll make sure your wife, if that’s even what she is, has to sell the very bikini she’s wearing just to keep you out of a cell.”
- Tedmond lowered his water bottle and finally turned his head.