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“Oh, this is her way oflife.”
“And Bingo was his name.”
Relief began to enter the mix. “Thank you.”
“I’ll take that in fried cat-fish.”
“You got it.”
Ethan hung up. “Big G.”
“Yes, Ethan?”
“Where is Cat?”
“According to the tracking device in her ring, she’s in your room.”
“Can you…find out how she’s doing? Without her knowing I asked you to? I need a read out on her current…” Fuck, he sounded like a robot. “I need to know how she’s feeling.”
“I will engage Cat in a conversation and gather data that would allow you to sufficiently arrive at that information.”
“Thank you. Can you do that right away?”
“I’ll do it immediately.”
“Big G,” he called at the last second.
“Yes, Ethan?”
“Thank you, brother. For everything.”
“Always my pleasure.”
CHAPTER SIX
Patches opened his eyes, realizing he’d dozed off at his desk. A noise turned his head and he realized it'd woken him. He listened for a span.
There it was again. Was somebody movingfurniture?
He stood, ready to make one final round and call it a night. He looked at his phone, making sure Tegan from Texas hadn’t texted with more questions. At the bottom of the stairs leading to the first floor, he paused. The odd sound came again, and he backtracked two steps, listening. He looked up at what sounded like high winds outside and hurried up the stairs.
Opening the door to darkness and high-pitched howling, he made his way to the main entrance.
Panic hit him at wondering if the hurricane predictions had changed.
He ran to the front door, opening it to deafening screeches. He made his way down the steps and looked up.
Holy shit. Was that…bats?
He turned in circles, watching the dark fury as his mind caught up to the alarm screaming in his brain. Oh fuck,fuck, Nitro.
Patches shot up the steps then hit a full sprint toward the basement. The stairwell door banged open and he flew down the steps, bouncing off walls as he ran to Nitro’s room.
He fought to stifle his breaths at Nitro’s door, listening. Oh Jesus. They were having sex. He remembered what happened last time he did that. Or he could just be having sex with his wife.
He rapped his knuckles on the door, his heart thumping. No answer.
“Making my rounds,” he called. “Was just seeing if you guys need anything before I shut everything down for the night.”
