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Olivia pulled her hand back and wrapped it around her soda, taking another sip. “I’m not afraid of you just because you have tattoos and look like a monster. My mommy has tattoos, too, and hers are soooo much cooler than yours. They’re white.”

“White tattoos?” I asked.

“Yeah!” Olivia said. “All over her body, even her head!” She pointed to a scar on my forearm. “They look like that.”

“Olivia!” her mother scolded, still turned away. “Come back here.”

Olivia departed back to her booth. And almost immediately, her mother picked her up and placed her on her hip, placing her soda on the table and walking with her out of the restaurant.

Olivia waved. “Bye, Jace!”

Jace’s lips curled into a small smile, and he waved back to her.

I arched a brow at him and nodded over my shoulder. “Who was the kid? She seemed to like you.”

“She would’ve liked you too, if you’d told her your name.”

“I don’t fucking give my name out to strangers.”

“She was a kid.”

“I don’t give a fuck if a dog rolled up in the restaurant and asked for my name.”

Jace rolled his eyes and called for the waitress, wanting a box and the check.

The waitress brought over a box without the check and smiled at us. “That woman with the cute little girl paid for your food,” she said to him. “I guess there’s always some good in Redwood after all.”

But there was no good in Redwood. That woman wanted something.

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