Chapter 17Bailey had gone to an open house at the home of one of the art history faculty, leaving Justin alone in their room on a dark Friday afternoon in February. Although the streets and sidewalks were clear, the ground was covered with six inches or so of snow, and it had looked all day as if more might fall at any moment. The only light was from the lamp on his desk, so most of the room was in darkness.
“What the f**k do you do on a Friday afternoon?” He’d suggested to Bailey they go to Higgins for the weekend, just for the change of scenery and to give his mother some company, but then this affair at the prof’s house had come up.
He put on Josh Groban’s Closer CD, which Gary had given him for Christmas, and then sat in his computer chair, swiveling it so he could put his feet on hi
