Chapter 18

"Hunter, so you think what we said was funny too?" When Hunter's friend finally saw him smile, they assumed he'd heard their conversation. They nudged him with suggestive grins. "What?" Hunter genuinely hadn't been listening. "About Nadine! Sure, she was your sworn enemy, but damn—that temper and that body! We've all talked about how once you divorced her and got tired of her, we'd take her for a spin!" "Yeah, Nadine would've been way wilder than these girls. We could've roughed her up. That would've been fun." "Too bad she's dead. Otherwise, we'd have waited for you to dump her." They leered at each other. They were actually fantasizing about Nadine! Hunter's expression darkened instantly. The glass bottle in his hand creaked under his grip. He whipped his head around, piercing the speaker with a glare colder than ice. "How dare you?" The man, Jake Harrison, flinched but quickly grew defiant as he squared his shoulders. "Why not? You hated her. Once you were done with her, wha