Trystan

“Surprised to see that you have a fucking doorstep when Dolores Fisher is sleeping in a tent.” Dolores is just shy of ancient with bad hips and a hernia she likes to bring up every other sentence. But she’s a great lady, and an institution in the West Pack.

Unfortunately, Cooper doesn’t have an ounce of empathy in him.

“The woman survived two heart attacks. Nothing short of a gunshot wound to the head’s gonna nail her.” He leans a hip against the door and eyes me. “What do you want?”

“Can we come in?” I demand, a little impatiently. “We’re not here to admire the garden shed.”

Cooper’s...