Chapter 168

“Not bad,” Kurt said from beside them. “Now try smiling, Daw. Dancing isn’t a death sentence.”

“Says you.”

It took a while before Daw began to enjoy himself. He knew it had to do with the young man in his arms, and wasn’t certain if that was good or bad. He liked Russ, was perhaps even growing fond of him, but he knew they had no future together. At least we won’t if we find our killer. Then we’ll go our separate ways, somewhere in the void. Presuming there is a void. For all I know, when this is over it’s over. He frowned, prompting Russ to ask what was wrong.

“What if this is it?” Daw replied. “We die and…there’s nothing afterward?”