Chapter 10
Kyle closed his eyes, hoping he could pretend he didn’t have to do this. He did though. He knew it. He owed it to Dax.
Through the closed door of Dave’s office he could hear live music. Dave had hired a local rock band to perform tonight and also tomorrow night. Even though he was in the office, the noise made his temples pound. He imagined it must be much worse in the bar.
He blew out a breath and reached for his cup of hot tea as he pulled up the web site for Drug Enforcement Administration.
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Just as he had any other night, Kyle prepared for bed by brushing his teeth and pulling his pajama bottoms out of the drawer Dax had given him to use. He had just reached into the drawer when the bedroom door flew open.
“Dax?”
Dax closed the door quickly and turned the cheap
