Chapter 4
Riley sputtered awake as water filled his nostrils. Coughing and choking, he pushed himself up in the tub of butt-numbing cold water. He’d fallen asleep again, damn it. He released the drain plug and waited for the tub to empty. Then with the help of his cane, he levered himself to one side and snagged his T-shirt off the floor. Using it as a towel, he dried off and tried to rub some warmth into his icy limbs.
Next issue was food. Just at the thought, his stomach bellowed a reminder he hadn’t eaten all day. Didn’t matter—there wasn’t any food in the house. He’d have to find a place that delivered. He looked at his phone lying next to the tub. s**t. It was after one in the morning. Too late for take-out and maybe even too late to order a cab. He’d either have to find strength to
