Chapter 20
- A knock sounded on the door of the suite.
- “Go check that out, Priscilla,” Harrison shouted from the bedroom, lighting the twelfth wrap of weed for that day. The bedroom was now messy with beer bottles on the floor and papers with white powder on the bedside table.
- “Woah,” He tensed when he heard Priscilla exclaim as she opened the door. Silence, total silence that made him queasy and uneasy, reigned.