Chapter 29 Roomates

Evelyn's POV

I read it a third time, and by then it wasn't reading. It was hunting.

Rent. Water. Power. Who bought the coffee, who scrubbed the pan.

Nothing. Cleaner than the lease I'd signed at Ruston.

Julian hadn't made a sound in ten minutes. One boot hooked around the chair leg, forearms fla...

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