Chapter 22On his third can of beer, Dane wanted something harder and with fewer calories. He’d finished an Order report over an hour ago and run down the battery on his phone. Jake’s off-campus room smelled funny, a bit like sewage, and that it actually bothered Dane made him suspect a pipe was leaking somewhere. He checked his phone for word from Sean and pocketed it again.
Somewhere, someone was listening to something with a bass that caused the walls to vibrate. Jake got up from the bed, where both he and Mark had been lounging, each with laptop and book to decode, and grabbed another can of beer.
“This going to be enough?” he asked, and cracked the tab.
Dane wanted to smack the little s**t. Not only had he bought two pizzas, he’d sprung for a twelve-pack of decent beer because he wa
