Chapter 16

For the moment, issues about Ike and drug dealers were way on the back burner. Right now he needed to get home and grab some zzzz’s before his brain would function properly again. True, he hadn’t made an inch of progress on El Feo, but that could wait for the next shift.

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At the sound of heavy footsteps on the small back porch, Ike snapped awake. For an instant, he was disoriented, unsure where he was. Then he realized he’d fallen asleep at the kitchen table in Perry’s house. When Perry didn’t get home at the expected time, he’d been unable to sleep. He’d ended up back in the kitchen about four o’clock. Somehow, he had finally dozed off. While he napped, darkness had given way to daybreak.

The steps were Perry’s. The deputy stumbled into the room, weariness etched in his face and posture.

“Told you not to wait up,” he said, a growl in his tone.