Anticipation at the thought of seeing Martin again had Ellis on pins-and-needles as he dressed for their evening out. He kept cautioning himself it was not a date. They were just two men going to see a play. He didn’t even know which play, not that it mattered.
The drive into the city would have been easy if there hadn’t been a three car pileup on I-90. Waiting it out until the mess had been cleared did nothing for Ellis’s already tense nerves. But he managed to remain calm, get to the Quarter, and find a space in the Jax Brewery lot. He had just gotten out of the car, and locked the doors, when he was overcome by a dizzy spell.
“Why now?” he whispered, pressing his hands to the top of the car until it passed. “Stress? Maybe. Or the heat. But damn it.”
Once he regained his equilibrium,
