Chapter 6
It felt weird to Ryan, coming into Merrick’s house when the man wasn’t there. “Like I am a thief,” he whispered when he locked the door and set the alarm after having disarmed it when he came inside. He hurried up to the studio, dropping his messenger bag by the door.
“Mine,” he said as he looked around. “My first real studio.” At that point, he noticed a long table along one wall which hadn’t been there last night. Going over, he saw a note taped to the top.
I thought this might come in handy. You can spread out all the drawings for the show so you can see how they work together—M
“Damn, you didn’t have to lug this up here,” Ryan said softly. “Thank you.” He realized he was talking aloud to Merrick, even though he wasn’t there, and laughed. “Next thing, I’ll be conversing wi
