Mike was not in a good mood when he finally pulled up in front of his complex. It was well after three A.M., he was tired, pissed because some i***t had decided to try to off his wife half an hour before Mike was due to get off work, and doubly pissed because so far no one had spotted Irwin. When he saw Sage pull back the curtain, then come out onto the porch to call his name, Mike debated ignoring him. The only reason he didn’t was the thought that Sage would follow him home and insist that he come over to meet whomever.
“You should be sleeping,” Mike grumped after walking over to join him.
“Maybe. But this is important.”
“It better be. Okay, let me meet your friend, you can explain why I need to, then…” Mike spread his hands.
Sage nodded, stepping aside to let Mike into his living ro
