Chapter 89

  JOE

  Jason woke slowly, first he saw was the ceiling. Then he saw me. His mouth went dry.

  I shifted my chair in front of him gently, a cup of coffee resting in between my fingers.

  "Mr. Jason."

  He shifted in the ropes once. Then again. When they didn't loosen, he went still.

  "Why running a...

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