Chapter 65

I wanted to go straight to René’s house, but it was too early, and I really did have work to do. I kept my head to the grindstone and got a lot accomplished by the time I stopped for the day at seven.

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After cleaning up at home, I drove to René’s place. The same cars were parked in his driveway like before. I turned off the engine and got out. No music played this time around. I went up to the door and rang the bell.

Seconds later, the door opened, and it was Bryce. “Come in, Serge. You might as well go up to René’s room. He’s been in a foul mood all day and a general pain. Maybe you can sweeten his temper.” He led the way upstairs, waving at the other guys hanging out in the same room in which they’d been partying months ago.

“I like that dark green shirt, so you know. A little enthusiastic with the starch, though, weren’t you?” He chuckled, but it didn’t sound mean.

“Yeah, well…” I’d wanted to look perfect.