A knock on my door a couple of hours later jolted me back to the present. “Come in!”
Laramie entered. He’d cleaned up a bit and changed his shirt.
“Evan let you in, huh?”
“Yeah. So,” he said, moving to sit on the edge of my desk. “You done working?”
“Soon. Satisfied with the setup? You sounded great.”
“Yeah, we did. We’ll rock the house tomorrow night, no doubt about it. Hey.” He reached over and closed the lid on my laptop.
“What are you doing?”
“Getting your attention,” he replied. “Are you coming to the New Year’s Eve party at Chuck’s?”
“I didn’t know he was having one.”
“He is.” Laramie’s eyes were intent on mine. “So you’re coming, right?”
“I wasn’t invited.”
“You are now. Come as my guest.”
I leaned back in my chair. “Explain to me what’s really going on here, Laramie. Wh
