Gage’s POV
I hate this, every muscle in my body screams at me to turn right around, head back to apartment one sixteen and kick the door down. Grab Hali around the waist, throw her over my shoulder and get her back in my car, taking her far away from this dump of an apartment complex.
Just walking along the walkway to her door, my well trained eye picked out a couple of used needles, dog faeces and what I’m pretty sure was an empty bag that once most likely contained h****n.
How the f.uck did someone like Hali end up in a s.hit hole like this? I stomp down the concrete staircase, my gaze flicking left to right as the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I don’t think even the cops come down here and she’s living here alone?
Reaching the bottom step, I start to move around to the fron
