Chapter12

#Chapter12

JAMESON

Present day

The Baker’s party was in full swing. As Shelia made a show of air kissing a group of men by the entrance, I slipped away on the pretense of getting her a drink. I doubted she would notice I had left. Shelia liked to be the center of attention wherever she went, and those men would fill that need. If they didn’t, she would find some group or someone who would. When she got bored (or ran out of victims) she’d come and find me. That was how it usually worked.