Chapter Five
‘Where’s the…? Oh s**t,’ Sloan stopped as soon as he walked into Nick’s office at the Daily National the following day. ‘What is this? An intervention?’
‘He can’t stay with me,’ Nick said despite Doug sitting on the opposite side of his desk, arms folded, staring out the window like a petulant child.
‘Or me,’ Sloan said, remaining by the door.
‘You agreed to take him, what changed?’
‘I don’t need either of you taking pity on—‘
‘Sit down,’ Nick said when Doug got out his seat; he obeyed and flopped back down. ‘We’re going to get this straightened out… I haven’t got the room, Sloan.’
‘Thought your girl had a place,’ Sloan said.
‘She gave that up when I promised her my sister was going to be out of my place by the end of the month.’
‘There you go,’ Sloan said. ‘The end o
