Jason kicked off his shoes, sending them flying in different directions as he stumbled toward his bed. He ripped his shirt open and the coolness of the room caressed his skin as he slumped down onto the mattress.
He lay still for several minutes staring at the ceiling. Mateo’s words echoed continuously in his head.
Rules are made to trap people like us. You can always bend them to your favour.
The more he thought about what Mateo meant the more complicated it became. The words were self explanatory and yet there had to be something hidden in them. A clue he was missing.
“Mateo, you can’t just leave me hanging.” Jason had tried to stop him from walking away. “What do you mean? If you have a solution to my problem the least you could do as a good friend is go straight to the point instea
