Chapter Fourteen
It was just after 6 pm when Matthew pulled up outside the fibro house. Armed with a bottle of expensive red wine, he bounded up the front steps, opened the unlocked screen door and then rapped on the front door. After a few minutes, the door opened and a bleary-eyed, unshaven Angelo came into view.
‘Time for a chat,’ Matthew announced.
Angelo shook his head. ‘Not a good time, mate. I’ll give you a ring.’ With that, he attempted to close the door, but Matthew had already planted his foot between the door and the jamb. Pushing the door forcefully with his shoulder, Matthew was inside the house and closing the door behind himself before Angelo could protest further.
‘Now is not the time for sulking,’ Matthew said as he walked towards the only light showing in the house. ‘
