Chapter 18

• “Whoa, haven’t smelled a stench like this since college.” He looked around the room and then shook his head. “First thing, open the damn windows, turn on a fan, then go wade through the kitchen and see if you can find any coffee.” Owen nodded and went to the windows.
• Steven stood and looked down at Dade. “You dumb fuck,” he muttered.
• He reached down and pulled Dade’s eyelids back then checked his pulse. “You’re so far down it’s going to take a crane to reach you.” Bending down, Steven flipped his legs off the side of the couch. “Jones!” He said loudly while pulling him by his shirt, attempting an almost upright position.