Chapitre 71: Chapter 71

My friend! I could picture him standing in front of the door, guarding it like the angel Gabriel. Or whatever angel it was who stood guarding the gates of Heaven.

“Tough shit, because he’s going to.” My ears weren’t playing tricks on me. It was Wills.

“Matheson, you can’t go in there. He isn’t alone.”

I wasn’t? I looked around. It took a second for me to realize Paul was trying to discourage mylover…my former lover…from coming in.

“Listen to me, Paul. I haven’t slept in almost two days. In the past twenty-four hours, I’ve been in three different time zones, six different airports, flown four different airlines, and driven the rental car from hell.”

Did that mean…That had to mean he hadn’t been home. But then, who had I heard in his apartment? It hit me. His television. Lots of people had their TVs set on a timer when they were away so no one would know they were away and crooks would think someone was home and wouldn’t burgle it. Yeah, that made sense.