Chapter 37
Doyle
His car seemed to find its way to his building’s parking lot through the driving snow all on its own. Doyle didn’t remember starting the engine or driving through the snowy streets or even leaving the car in the attendant’s hands. Preoccupied with thoughts of Kord and why he hadn’t responded to his texts or calls, Doyle just went through the motions of driving. He knew, as surely as he knew anything, that Kord was hiding something. That ‘something’ was what made him fail to respond to Doyle’s calls.
Maybe Kord was getting cold feet about their relationship, about the business. Or maybe he was pining for undercover work. He was a guy who needed more activity and excitement than their PI business was giving him, at least that’s what Doyle assumed. At times, he could see K
