Chapter 62 Mission Fucking Accomplished

• Amberleigh decided to clean up as much of the evidence as she could, burying the empty wrappers down in the waste bin, and scrubbing the traces of blood off the pristine marble floor. She even went as far to flush the bloody gauze down the toilet bowl in the bathroom attached to the gym.
• Grayson limped over to the weight bench, carrying his ice pack with him. She watched him slide some weights onto each end of the dumbbell.
• “What are you doing?” she asked.