*Lucas*

Ian dropped me off at Nostalgia, which I thought was as good a place as any to start looking for Sasha. It irked me that she was still gone. It irked me that I couldn’t reach her at her dorm. It irked me… well, Sasha just irked me in general, and not always in a bad way.

What I should have done was left Ian with the women and driven myself, or had Brady drive, to the seedy bar where we’d met Crispin. But, hindsight was twenty-twenty and, at the ...