For today's Six Sentence Sunday I have decided to keep going with my Dad the Bounty Hunter WIP. Hope you enjoy it!
The pool house was three times the size of my family home and I could help but gawk. This is where my father had been spending every spare minute he could find, lying to my mother so he could hang out with some millionaire teenager. I was afraid to follow Jack inside because I just knew I wasn’t going to like what we discovered. The open concept of the place left everything highly visible and I couldn’t believe what I was looking at. With computers and whiteboards covering almost every available space it looked more like an office than some kids place. “Oh shit they’re hunting Carter Tate!”