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I stepped into his bedrooht Besides the rumpled bed and clothes strewn about the roolad you’re here," Garrett called out "I ht have a case for you"

That was exactly why I’d co out your truck in search of soht on"

"No, a real case," he said, a suy’s ent ood PI"

"So why send him to me?" I asked, stuh his nightstands and was headed for the medicine cabinet in his bathroom "Just about Your choice of porn is ht it would be"

"He’s a doctor"

"Who’s a doctor?" Nothing of use in his y uy whose wife is ht"

Who on planet Earth didn’t have aspirin in the house? My head ached, for heaven’s sake I’d nodded off on the way over to Garrett’s place and veered into oncohts had oodness a well-placed telephone pole put a stop to that nonsense I needed stronger coffee to keepindustrial

I peeked around the door and asked, "Do you keep syringes of adrenaline on hand?"

"There are special programs for people like you"

In a moment of sheer terror, I realized I couldn’t feel o Maybe I really was dead "Do I look dead to you?"

"Does your sister have an after-hours e sure the disgust in my voice was unmistakable "You would suck as a customer service representative"

He unfolded hie "Want a beer?"

I shuffled to the table and stole his seat "Seriously?"

A brow arched into a shrug as he twisted the cap off a bottle

"No, thank you Alcohol is a depressant I need these lids to stay open for days" I pointed to the

"Because when they’re closed, he’s there"

"God?" Garrett guessed

"Reyes"

Garrett’s jaw pressed shut Probably because he wasn’t horridly fond of Reyes or our unconventional relationship Then again, nobody ever said consorting with the son of Satan would be easy He set the beer on the counter and strode to his room, his movements suddenly sharp, exact I watched hi on--and reappear almost instantly with shirt and boots in hand "Come on, I’ll drive you home"