“Drew looked agitated and unsettled, pacing a pat v he. belih back and forth through the middle of the seating area. I watched as he checked his phone incessantly. He was worried. There was an air in the building I had never noticed before. It had always been seedy and lecherous even at the best of times, but on that night it held something else—something different—a warmth that invited me in. “I’m going back there,” Drew said finally, pulling me from my thoughts. The tension in his voice illust...rated just how anxious he was. His eyes constantly returned to the cell phone in his hand. “It’s almost eleven. He should have been here by now.” “He’s fine,” Kierson protested. “You need to chill out and let him do his thing. I would know if something had happened to him.” “Then what’s taking him so long? We need to regroup and sort this mess out. Once we do, I’ll have to report my way up the chain.” “He’ll be here soon. I’m sure of it.” As if his words were prophecy, in walked Pierson, looking every bit his normal, serious self and then some.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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