Jaxon

I should have known it wouldn’t be quiet for long.  

Not when I’m back in this damn city after three exhausting months. The morning after the City Council meeting, I woke up to my phone vibrating off the nightstand. Not one message but hundreds.

I growled low in my throat, sitting up in bed.  

Sunlight broke through the blinds, and in the harsh light of day, I saw the headline screaming across my ...