Evan woke with the sunlight shining through his uncurtained window. Groaning, he rolled over, pushed away the blood-stained sheet, and forced himself from bed.
He’d allowed himself two days to heal, but now he had things to do and someone to meet. Also, he needed to return to work this afternoon. He’d called in several times recently and still needed his job.
The pain was still constant, and his swollen nose passed minimal air making it necessary to breathe through his mouth. Because of this, his mouth always felt dry, forcing him to drink lots of water.
While convalescing, his mood had swung between despair and rage, finally settling down as he began setting his new plans in motion.
Evan’s only friend, Diego, was someone he’d met in school and he lived only about an hour away. Diego h
