Dom was expecting a call from a very pissed-off Travis all morning, but none came. Wherever he’d gone the night before, he didn’t care to return anytime soon.
Will do, he texted Kiko as he dressed. He was fairly certain he’d just lost one of his oldest friends and he wasn’t sure how to feel about it. Travis had always been there for him. And yet, thinking about it, Travis had never been there for him at all.
Sure, he’d talked Dom back from flinging himself over a bridge into oncoming traffic over a decade ago, but then Travis had apparently been using it as character proof ever since to get him what he wanted. Even if he had to use it against Dom himself, he’d use it. It struck Dom just how pathetic Travis really was.
It also struck him just how lucky he was. After Halloween was over, a
