Chapter 208: Here to Wreck Things

No one knew how many beers he'd put away. All Miller Cutmore knew was that it had been the first time since getting out that he'd blacked out so hard he couldn't even remember how he'd made it home. He liked dealing with people like Rayden Smut. No schemes. No hidden knives. Straight talk, clear likes and hates, the kind of honesty that didn't need dressing up. When Miller finally woke, daylight already flooded the room. He grabbed his phone. It was almost ten. A message sat unread. He opened...