Chapter 97 — Something Smells Shitty

• ~ TESS ~
• “I wouldn’t give him any cash,” I began to explain, deciding not to play things cool. Lyra had been around Garrett through the years. She knew the score. “He tried to throw a huff, but Killan stepped in, telling him he could stay until a Realtor took a look at the place. Maybe I would have let that slide, but I’ve honestly had enough. I told him to leave before I called the police.”
• “You know it’s not your fault, right?” Resting a hand on my leg, Lyra continued quietly, "He’s been doing this to herself for years. No one can help her but herself.”