CHAPTER 63

  Lucas' P.O.V.

  "Is this the place?" Carter asked as we pulled up to a run down motel about 10 minutes away from Rose's flat.

  I had never seen this place before. It was as if we had crossed some kind of magical border that sent us to a different world, one of mischief and danger. Most of the buildings here were run down, with people loitering about. I couldn't help but feel more and more uneasy the further we had ventured in, but I had my sights set on confronting her father and I was gonna damn well do it.

  "Yeah, that's the place." I nodded staring up at the rusted railing on the second floor. Second floor room 13. That's where we'll find that sorry son of a bitch.

  "Let's go then," Davis commanded as he got down from the escalade he had demanded we take here.

  Carter and I hopped down, following closely behind.