Chapter 62: Building walls.

Mason slung two garbage bags of what he suspected were clothes over his shoulder and pushed the truck's door shut.

This was the last of it.

Six hours, four vehicles loaded to bursting, and buckets of sweat later-Hannah was safe.

He trudged up the stairs to her new rental, a two-story condo in the better part of town, and let himself in through the front door. Zain, Travis and Ethan had taken off, leaving Mason on his own to finish unloading. From their long, hard looks, he knew he was in for it. Once Mr. Stevens got back, Mason would be lucky to come out of this with just a new asshole. There wasn't a single one of the guys willing to cover for him, not that he expected them to. No, he'd pay for this little stunt all on his own, because it was better for Mason to get chewed out than for Mr. Stevens to put another brick in the wall he was building between himself and Hannah.

He could still smell the sweet mint gum Stevens had chewed that first day Mason was going through his int