Ryan POV

　　Well, this is a shit show! I have a mangled dead human in my parking lot. A content, yet very terrified toddler in my arms, and a blacked-out mate, whom I assume just shifted for the very first time. 

　　I guess, there is no better time to own a PR agency, then, now. 

　　I call Stephanie and Chris and tell them to meet me on the third floor of the parking garage and to be discreet. I then call down to the attendant in the parking booth and ask ...