Death by Intermission, Page 28
Alexis Morgan
Owen clearly wasn’t buying it. “Tripp, Gage, what do you say? Should I be worried?”
“Don’t ask me. I’m off duty tonight.” Then Gage picked up a rib and dug right into his dinner.
Owen turned his attention to Tripp next, who winked at Abby. “Yeah, we should both be worried. But like I said the other day, it’s so worth it.”
