27
Victor is home, in his den, reading a book when his cell phone rings. He’s not surprised it’s Liam, although he is surprised by the hour. Even in L.A. it’s late. With the D.C. team shooting nights, he’s not sure when or if Liam is sleeping.
The second Victor picks up, Liam is already babbling. “Okay, so, I know you’re gonna yell. But if I don’t tell you you’re gonna hear it somewhere else, like from Alex or when I’m drunk, and it’s going to be a lot worse for me if you do.”
“An auspicious start.” Victor sets his book aside so he can focus on Liam. “What did you do, and why is Alex involved?”
“See, okay, I hooked up with him.”
Victor squints at the bookshelves that line the walls of the room, full to bursting with books and DVD cases. He can’t cow Liam into being less of an i***t wi
