Chapter 12
For the next two days Mick and Wynn spent most of their waking hours together. They traded stories of their childhoods, discussed their views on just about everything, and even, at Wynn’s insistence, went fishing.
They got back from the fishing trip to find trouble in paradise. Trouble had a name. Danny.
He was, Wynn quickly figured out, a man from Mick’s past.
They ran into him when Mick dropped Wynn off at the hotel. Danny was just walking down the steps as Wynn got out of the car.
He saw Mick and grinned, hurrying over. “Just the man I was looking for,” he said, his gaze raking over Mick. “Missed you, babe.”
“Babe?” Wynn muttered, shooting Mick a dire look.
“Umm, Wy…Walt, this is Danny. He’s a…a friend from a while back.”
Danny glanced dismissively at Wynn before turn
