Chicago 1982 is a goldmine for the construction industry, and Eric and his two business partners are thriving. Once living as struggling orphans in a Catholic boys' home, they've overcome poverty and abuse to obtain success. Now living the lives they once only dreamed of, they're sure of one thing: they will never look back.<br><br>Then the past returns, by way of a cheap polyester suit and a smile Eric has never forgotten, and all the dark memories come crashing back. Lucky for him, Jimmy has no idea who Eric is, or who Eric used to be.

We Three Kings

It’s been a very quiet Friday, but they usually are. The contractors tend to start their weekends early, the customers prefer their work to be done well before the Friday deadline, and the various state and federal administration offices are almost impossible to get hold of. It’s not a bad thing. Most of the company is exhausted by that point. Stacy has been talking on the phone with her mother, putting the call on hold when necessary, and then jumping back to the line when she can. Purchasing is all but shut down, and the girls in accounting are ignoring the stacks of paper in lieu of conversations about weekend plans.


I don’t mind. They work hard for the most part. Besides, I’m hardly being a role-model myself; I’ve been fucking the proverbial dog for most of the afternoon.


Chapter 17