Chapter 94 Garage
- Shawn leaned against the car door, his fingers gently brushing his lips as he stared at me, unblinking, with a grace that reminded me of a panther.
- "You're not wrong to be worried," he said smoothly. "Alright, next time I won't give him that much." He didn't argue—he actually agreed with me.
- I turned to glance at him and asked, "How much did you give, exactly?"