CHAPTER 18Spaz stared at Cathal Murphy’s letter. How in the f**k had he found out Spaz was in Denver? Spaz could feel the sweat running down his face as he stared at the ridiculous blue dog that still wagged its tail furiously at him.
Read sent-to address, Spaz said.
Sent-to spaz@axioms.com
Shit.
Excuse me? The dog’s tail wagged more furiously.
Not you, he snapped. Go away.
The blue daemon faded away. Spaz began to pace. Cathal knew where he worked, which was bad. Spaz wasn’t done with his work at Axioms, but he couldn’t afford to show up there again. He needed to get out and get out soon. He called up Travelocity and entered the Bahamas as his next destination. He’d feel better on a sandy beach, drinking a Mai Tai and sunbathing.
He had just finished his travel plans when the blue
