“I’m sorry.”
“Cha Cha drove for a limo rental company.”
August took note of the pet name years removed.
“I developed this theory how, like, the more people you know, the better chance you’re gonna come across someone hooked on something.”
“Makes sense.”
“Addicts like playmates. For a while they do, but when scoring gets hard, like you just said, things go to s**t, and playmates become dangerous enemies. The poshest socialites to prom kids, every other night someone was offering a tip Chad could put up his nose or into a vein. He also had a gun to his temple half a dozen times.”
“Shit.”
“We were hot and heavy and done before I hit twenty. A hundred years ago, but I feel it all like it was yesterday.”
“I bet.”
“That’s what made me want to be an EMT. Then I sidestepped a bit. I’ve do
