CHAPTER 54: NICK
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“Are you sure this is a good idea,” whispered Mattie.
“Yeah. Of course.” Nick tugged on the two leashes, pulling the hound and the old dog behind him. The older one was lagging as if he were already tired and the younger one was busy sniffing the hallway at the Club. The black puppy in his arms licked his cheek. “It’s okay, sweetheart. You get to come home with me.”
He didn’t bother knocking on Ethan’s office door. He just barged inside. “Ethan,” he yelled.
“Back here,” answered Ethan.
“Come on,” he said to Mattie.
“I don’t think this is a good idea,” whispered Mattie, none too quietly.
He shoved into the back room. Ethan and Terry were sitting at the table playing poker.
“What the hell?” Ethan dropped his cards.
“Jesus, Nick,” said Terry. “Are you plan
