Chapter 42

Reeves

I take the stairs to the level below almost as a reflex. It's a habit I've adopted, a customary visit to Nia before heading out. It's one of our things, one of our many things, that is. I'm bathed, donning Jake's unofficial uniform, all black attire, though I'm not even working this evening. I'm meeting Jake for some stuff that he wanted me to help him with, and we'll probably hang out at the bar. There's a pretty cool local band playing later.