Chapter 105

Taking a bite of the steaming hotdog, I felt like I was finally alive again. Satisfied and full, I returned to my rented apartment, only to spot Blair smoking a cigarette by her car. Her face still showed signs of her recent injury, though she tried to hide it behind oversized sunglasses. When she saw me, she gave a small wave and smiled. "Samuel, I've been waiting for you." The sight of her reminded me too much of Abigail—persistent and impossible to shake off. I quickened my pace, hoping to get inside before she could rope me into yet another exhausting conversation. But Blair moved faster, stepping directly in front of me and blocking my path. Her eyes locked onto mine. "Why are you running? I have something important to talk to you about." "Important?" I stopped, keeping my tone neutral. "If it's business-related, then fine. If it's anything else, then I'm not interested." She chuckled at my bluntness and handed me a contract. "Take a look. My dad asked me to give yo