Chapter One Hundred-Twenty-Four

Beckett shoved the phone back in his pocket and headed for the lobby at a jog, forcing himself to think like her. Which was impossible; he wasn't a twenty-year-old female. So he did his best.

If he were a reckless, curious girl with a taste for trouble, what would he do?

His jaw tightened as the answer came to him.

He would go find life. The brightest, loudest, least controlled thing he could reac