Broken…Random Snippet # 4

It was hotter than hell outside, but Quinn was cold. Almost shaking with it, he was so cold. Too close. Way too close. His hands “Broken…Random Snippet # 4”

Broken…Random Snippet #3

Quinn lay on the weight bench, ignoring the nagging ring of his phone. It was somebody from the Gearing Agency. Quinn used a specific ringtone “Broken…Random Snippet #3”

Broken…Random Snippet #2

Sara took one last look around the apartment. Want! She wanted to sit at that little table and drink coffee in the morning, looking at “Broken…Random Snippet #2”