Chapter 45: The LawmanIt felt as if I were playing a game of hide and seek, a special edition called Where Is Manning Dawn? Again, I asked Colton, needing his help, but the man wasn’t anywhere to be found inside my skull. Go figure. I walked back into the bar and felt my nose and eyes sting because of thick smoke. I heard someone to my right say to his boyfriend or lover, “Some asshole accidentally dropped his cigarette behind the bar and caught a towel on fire.” Clouds of gray smoke rolled from left to right. I waved a hand in front of my face, coughing.
“Where’s your cowboy?” Sebold somehow, someway, appeared at my right side and asked. He held two drinks, one in each hand. His eyes were streaked with red, proving that he was bothered by the smoke. Otherwise, he looked generally happy w
