“Is it Les?” JJ asked, holding fast to the oh-s**t bar as Luther took a curve twenty miles per hour faster than he should have.
“Yes,” Luther said, concentrating on the road. But something in the tone of her voice… “Did you know he was using?”
JJ shifted her bottom more squarely onto the seat. “No, I didn’t. But I’m not surprised. We’ve had double the number of overdoses come through the ER this year, and it’s not even November.”
That’s right; it was Halloween tonight. Luther should have been rounding up hell-raising kids, not looking for a missing child and checking out his brother’s overdose. Doubled? He knew there’d been an increase in drug trafficking in the area, but on his end he certainly hadn’t seen it double. Perhaps the effects hadn’t trickled down yet. Or perhaps he just hadn
