Kevin stared at the digital lock, the final barrier between him and his fear of what lay inside the office building of the haulage company. His hand shook as it reached out to key in the sequence. He’d hoped Joey would have opened the door, carried him inside and never let him go. But his sir had insisted that Kevin had to do it all himself. At first Kevin thought he’d been tricked, and it was on the tip of his tongue to ask Joey to take him back home, but one look into the green eyes of his sir gave him the courage to move forward and confront his fears.
“Parker had the numbers changed for the lock and the burglar alarm,” Joey said, handing Kevin a slip of paper. “just in case Briggs or one of his mates, if he has any, tries to get in.”
Kevin nodded; that made sense.
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