“It took you long enough,” Ryan said when he let Shaun into the boarding house around three—a couple of hours after he’d gotten home. He’d begun to wonder if Shaun had changed his mind about coming over. “Did you stop home to take a nap?”
“Nope. I had something I needed to do. Come out to the car and I’ll show you.”
Puzzled, Ryan followed him. When Shaun opened the trunk, and the rear door, Ryan gaped in surprise. “Tell me you didn’t buy…” Then he looked again. “These are mine. How the hell?”
“Merrick and I had a talk. I convinced him it would be in his best interests to let me get them back for you. Unfortunately, he did a good job of destroying all your drawings—and your collection of drawing and painting tools.”
“I thought he had, but still…” Ryan sighed. “At least he didn’t break t
