Chapter 17I took Lombard west toward Golden Gate Bridge, then cut through the Presidio, the Richmond District, and Golden Gate Park until I reached Lincoln Way, from there it was just a few blocks further. The drive took twenty minutes, but Calvin was clearly exhausted and had dozed off minutes after we got in the car.
As I pulled into the driveway, the garage door opened—obviously Eric was on watch, yet again, for our arrival. I drove into the deep cavernous space and parked. Eric's bright smile caught the meager light as Billy and Calvin came around from the passenger side. He shot his hand out in greeting. Calvin stepped back, but then timidly reached out and limply shook his hand.
Eric said, “Listen, kid, I hear you need some downtime. I've got a room all set for you…clean sheets and
