8. A Warning

Layla couldn’t relax as she watched the videos playing simultaneously on the screen.

The last time she had been at this house, Jax had told her it was entirely off the grid. He hadn’t once mentioned that he had a room hidden behind the pantry where he could communicate with people without any problems with the network. It was probably how Gavin had warned them about Amber when they had caught her scent before Hope had been born.

She couldn’t stop her foot from bouncing as she sat next to Jax at a desk full of computer screens and software. The scene with her father had been hard to watch. She had assumed he had got into that filthy state when he’d been locked up in the security room, but he had gone into the hotel like that.

Filthy. Spouting bullshit. And repeatedly asking for her by name.

Everyone in the lobby had been trying to stay away from him as if he was diseased. He showed everyone that he was from the other side of the tracks, the side that all the clientele would turn