Nathan POV
“Hello?” Nathan and Zachary stood on the porch of a withered-looking old house. This was the first address on their list.
“Yes, Hi. We’re looking for…” Zachary looked at the page in his hand, “Nick Bates.” He looked up at the man, who had stared back at them through a c***k in the door, only to see the door slamming shut in his face. They heard the distinct sound of footsteps, moving fast.
“That was a rookie mistake you made there, Zach,” Nathan reprimanded, folding his arms across his chest.
“Yeah, I know,” Zach acknowledged, referring to him reading the name off of a paper. They probably looked like narcs.
“Would you like to…?” Zachary trailed off, the unspoken question hanging between them.
“Nah, you go,” Nathan replied, seemingly unbothered. “I’ll go through the fro
