Chapter 3
“Someone slept rough, again?” Bret asked when Cole and Bull came into the front room of The Haven.
“Not as rough as two nights ago,” Cole replied. “And believe it or not, Bull can dumpster dive, or at least get stuff out of trash containers. He brought me breakfast, or what was left of one that someone threw away.”
“Impressive.” Bret patted Bull’s head. “Cole, why don’t you go clean up while I feed the beast. Then you can eat lunch before you take off job hunting.”
“Like I’m going to find one,” Cole muttered.
“You won’t with that attitude,” Bret said. “Have you hit up the shopping center yet?”
“Where is it?”
“About three miles west of here. You can’t miss it. It’s not big, but…” Bret shrugged. “There’s also a mall northwest of here.”
“I’ll give them a try,” Cole told him
