I Let Him Finish Laughing First

in internal notes some idiot had forgotten to scrub.

That idiot, as it turned out, was Preston’s cousin Darren.

Darren was at table four and had gone the color of library paste.

Turn one.

I hadn’t expected Darren to be there.

I definitely hadn’t expected him to bolt.

He pushed back from the table so fast his wife yelped, clipped a server carrying coffee,continue reading …