Chapter 6

“Hey, Adam!” His cheery voice rubbed me the wrong way, but I gutted up and didn’t let it rile me. “How’s it going? I heard you had an early morning visitor.”

“Fine. What’s up with you?” LJ must have called them because Stone was my emergency contact. Was this an emergency? Hell, yeah.

“I got some dark Jamaican in last night and thought maybe I’d roast it and bring it along tonight so we could all try it. What do you think?”

“I dunno. What is it?” I couldn’t talk about my morning. I was too numb.

“Well, it’s pretty smooth. Kinda like the dessert wine of coffees. Want to try it? I’d like to get everyone’s reaction if it’s okay with you. See if we want to stock it here at the downtown Penny’s.”