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Chad shuddered. “I’m not eighteen.”
“You were making out like you were,” Josh glanced over his shoulder. “It was nice to see, not that I was watching or anything, but you seemed quite content to have Frank’s arms wrapped around you, and his tongue down your throat.”
“How could you tell I was content? I had a mask over half of my face.”
“Body language,” Josh replied. “His arms were around you, but you were pinning them in place … are you going to see him again?”
“Maybe.”
Josh grinned. “That’s a yes, but I have a bit of advice for you…”
“What?”
“If you use handcuffs make sure you keep an eye on the key. It can lead to embarrassing, and potentially career-ending situations.”
“I’ll make a note of it.”
Josh pushed up from his knees and staggered over. He collapsed down beside Chad and grabbed a slice of pizza. “I am sorry.”
“I told you, wasn’t your fault.”
“But we both had a good night, and now,” Josh sighed, “we’re eating pizza in your creepy house preparing to kill some zombies because we’ve been suspended.”
“How many times? My house is not creepy. And we shouldn’t have been out last night in the first place. We’re in the middle of an investigation. We shouldn’t be … having fun.”
“I’ve got news for you, Chad. We’realwaysin the middle of an investigation. It’s our job, and if we can’t fit some fun in and around our work life, it makes us no different from that.” Josh pointed at the blank screen, and Chad frowned, trying to understand his metaphor.
“Than what?”
A zombie appeared from the darkness. Chad cursed and dropped his slice of pizza back into the box.
“Than a mindless zombie,” Josh explained.
“Why this? Why not whatever game has Sonya?”
Josh narrowed his eyes. “I don’t share Sonya with anyone. She’s mine.”
“Right…”
“Now eat up—we need our energy to kill these things.”
****
It helped.
Killing zombies distracted Chad from thinking about work, and the DI’s irritated scowl, and Ally, flipping from anger to concern, and back again.
Having Josh beside him faded the leftover anxiety from the morning over his welfare.
Josh breathed, laughed, and he nudged his elbow into Chad’s side with a big grin on his face, still very much alive.
But it didn’t distract him from the voice in the back of his head. His own voice to be exact when he shouted at Romeo outside the house.
Not everyone was cut out to be a serial killer.
Chad didn’t need an experimental spree to know that about himself.
Romeo killed.
