Will

The Aftermath

Present day

The cool Seaside breeze picked up, whipping my tight leather jacket around my biceps, making me squeeze my arms across my chest. Annoyance surged through my body, making my blood hot despite the cold weather.

Angelica fucking Greene.

Late.

Shocker.

I gritted my teeth and flashed an irritated glance at my Rolex.

Make that an hour late to set.

Jaymeson waved at me from the beach and ...