Chapter Seven
5:14 p.m., Thursday, August 23, 2018Settling back into the familiarity of the car, Mike took a deep breath before wheeling out of the lot. After snapping his seatbelt on, Ron pulled out a steno pad and began to write.
“Need the guy’s info?” Mike asked, taking a gulp from his cup, relishing the bitter taste of the coffee as it made its way down his throat.
“No. Not our concern. We’ve got our own body to deal with.”
“Fair enough.” Mike glanced over at his partner. With not a feather ruffled, it appeared that Ron had filed this incident away and was moving on to the task at hand. His partner had been this calm that night in the burning warehouse, too. Mike, on the other hand, could still feel the flames from that fire on his skin, still feel the despair he had felt when it h
