Lookin' like a tramp, like a video vamp
Where: A strip club outside of Ann Arbor
When: Late afternoon
( Crazy little woman in a one man show. )
Who: Jackson.
Where: The Budget Lodge; Jackson’s room.
When: Very early morning.
( Jackson swung his legs from the bed, gripping the edge of the mattress as if for dear life, like a drowning man clinging to a lifeline, his eyes squeezed shut and his chest heaving as he struggled to get oxygen down to his lungs. )
Who: Mason and Corwin.
Where: The police station.
When: Around midday.
( Corwin would be an Alpha himself one day, Mason could already sense that as much as he was sure Kiley could, but he was much too young and weak to challenge the Normandin Pack leader now, and as such, in no position to make any kind of demands. )