Chapter 3
At the end of the work day, Trey slid into his car and remembered the voicemail on his phone. He sat in the parking lot thinking for a moment. Landon had said he was staying in a hotel. Trey supposed that leaving a house or apartment empty for most of a year was impractical, and that probably meant wherever Landon had previously lived, the lease had expired or he had sublet it. It also seemed likely that Landon was on his own, fresh out of the hospital and possibly spending at least some portion of his time at the bottom of a bottle. Trey finally decided he really ought to check up on the guy.
It took about twenty minutes to drive to the hotel. On the third floor, Trey knocked on the designated door. There was no response and he knocked again a little harder. Finally the door o
