GrishamI promised to take Shannon shopping for back-to-school, but I’ve had to cancel. She’s asked when she can see me again, and I can’t give an answer. This means are were tears, and then a tongue lashing from my sister, who tells me for the umpteenth time that I need to leave the club and get into something less dangerous. She tells me she didn’t sign up to raise my kid for me and while she loves Shannon, she feels that Shannon needs her dad right now.
After that fun little interaction, I spend the morning in my office, power-drinking coffee and sorting through various reports from my guys. Dexter pops in, asking if I’m feeling any better.
“What the f**k does that mean?” I grunt in response. “I wasn’t sick.”
“You just seemed … heightened … last night. Well, for a while now, really. B
