Chapter 5
It wasn’t very mature of him, but Dom spent as much of Wednesday as he could ignoring Kiko after that initial text. He didn’t respond, and he didn’t know what he’d done, but part of him was hoping if he just ignored it, it would go away. Kiko would forget. Or at least not be as angry as he was at first.
As if it could help, after work Dom went ahead and took the garbage out, vacuumed every carpet in the house, and swept all the hardwood. By the time he was sick with cleaning it was actually fairly late and his phone was ringing that terrible ring; he grimaced and ignored it, snagging a beer when the phone beeped with a message.
“Dom, it’s Devin,” said the message when he played it back, as though Devin thought he was too stupid to recognize his own brother. “Been a couple days
