Chapter 2What the f**k was I thinking?
Christian asked himself that when he woke up and realized a herd of elephants was dancing a softshoe in his skull. He asked himself that when he realized the second plane ticket was missing. He asked himself that when he checked his voicemail, hoping to hear Andrew’s familiar voice, and his email, hoping for any sign of Andrew at all. He asked himself that as he paid the cab driver outside of Heathrow.
He asked himself that as he stepped into the terminal and saw Trip waiting in a pair of dark glasses. The previous night was a blur. He remembered the confrontation with Andrew—no amount of drinking would abolish that memory, unfortunately—and he remembered seeing Trip in the pub, and he remembered Trip taking the envelope from him. Why had he done th
