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For three weeks I’ve avoided going back.
Three weeks that I’ve worried that I fucked up my escape in Blue just as much as I fucked up my home in Red.
It’s also three weeks that may have given Blue time to calm down.
I know Ezra will probably rush out of here to go harass Red tonight, which is perfect for me. It means nobody will notice that I’m rushing off to go see Blue.
. . .
“Back again? I was wondering why it’s taken you so long.”
Patrick lets out his typical, deep-bellied laugh as soon as he lays eyes on me.
“Thank the heavens, brother. I was worried I wouldn’t be able to make the payments on that new car you’re buying me.”
I shake my head and laugh. “How are the new contacts working tonight?”
Patrick stares up at me from his stool. Not that it makes him that much shorter than me. Even sitting, he’s tall and massive. The white T-shirt he’s wearing barely wraps his biceps, the seams most likely threatening to rip apart every time he moves.
His brown eyes scrunch up when he laughs again.
“They’re doing okay, but Granger’s got better ones. He’ll see you the minute you step up to the second floor.”
Reaching for my back pocket, I sigh, already knowing what this is going to cost me.
“How much for two hours?”
It’s the longest amount of time I’ve requested since this shit started, and judging by Patrick’s expression, it may be an impossibility.
He tilts his head to the side and squints up at me like I’m an idiot.
“How in the hell do you expect me to keep Granger away for that long? Do you have any clue about the bullshit I have to go through just to get you a half hour?”
Rolling my shoulders back, I pull out fifteen hundred then wave the bills in his face. “Will that do?”
“Hell no.”
Patrick crosses his arms over his chest.
“Two hours? Are you fucking serious?”
I pull out twenty-five hundred more.
“Four thousand. It’s the highest I’ve ever paid you. Can you work a miracle for that?”
His eyes widen at the amount. “What’d you do? Rob a bank on your way here?”
“No.” The corner of my lips curl. “Just hit the ATM.”
“Rich fucking idiots, all of you,” he mumbles under his breath.
Patrick looks away to stare across the parking lot.
“Best I can do is an hour and half. And that’s pushing it.”
Snatching the money from my hand, he pins his stare on mine. “Hour and half, you got me? Ninety minutes and not a second longer.”
Unsure how many seconds I’ll actually have considering what happened between Blue and me last time I was here, I nod my head once in agreement.
