Chapter87

Itwasn'tabadthingtobeoutdoorslastnight.IftherewasnodustinthatcarandIgotmyclothesdirty,IwentbacktoRichardandAston'sapartmentandtheyallknewwhatKeithandIhaddone.I'mtoolazytomakeexcuses,Iadmit,Richard,anditkeptjokinguntilthenewday.Astonisgood,itwon'tmakefunoftheotherone,becauseit'sgoingtoGenesis'smedicine,theirstuff.

Ofcourse,whenAstonwenttoKeith,sodidthey,sotheywentonholidayagain,twodaysoff,andtheyneededtodiscusssomethingimportant.SoIworkedwithRichard,andtobeonthesafeside,Brooklyncametoworktoo,buthedidn'tbotherme,andItolditnottowatch.Sometimes,anunintentionalglance.Itsoonturnedablindeye.

Lookwhathedid,likeIkilledhisdog,butstayoutofitanyway,soIdon'thavetoworrythathewillshoothisbodyoffhishead,andCiaronwon'tmeddlewithmeeither,justlook.Therewasnoresponse,andIbreathedasighofrelief.