Chapter 6
John saved his book in the file he had for it and leaned back in chair. He’d managed to write nearly five thousand words since he’d kissed Mason goodbye at six-thirty that morning. Of course Mason had fallen immediately back to sleep. It was now almost four in the afternoon and he was heartily tired of writing.
He glanced out the nearby window at the sunny sky. Maybe he could convince Mason to walk down to the Embarcadero for dinner at one of the seaside restaurants. Thinking of Mason, he brought up his search engine and typed in Mason Adams, model.
Curious about the drug use and the overdose Mason talked of, two online articles caught his eye.
Male model, Mason Adams, was found unresponsive by his agent, Ashley Stenson, in his Los Angeles home. Adams was rushed to the hospit
