Chapter 25: Cocktails for my c***s!
Jason thinks, I’ve lost him. He’s had a stroke. He’s had a heart attack. He’s dying somewhere right now, and I can’t find him. How has this happened? He exits the beach house and walks its perimeter. No sign of Dillon. In a panic, his heart beating wildly, his hands shaking, and his mind spinning, he finds himself at the activities’ storage shed, near the shell drive. He pulls the wooden door open. As he studies the fishing gear, bicycles, and volley balls, he shakes his head and says, “Not here. Where are you, Dillon? Don’t even tell me you’re hiding from me.”
The golf cart is exactly where Dillon parked it when they returned from the lunch. The Jeep is still in the drive, near the golf cart. Nothing seems out of place on the property, but it certainl
