It took me until ten o’clock that night to make the call, once I remembered where I’d placed Laramie’s business card.
“Hello?”
I heard the sound of voices in the background.
“It’s Dorian.”
A slight hesitation, then, “You actually called.”
“I was described as a dickless wonder by a friend today, so I’m proving him wrong.”
He didn’t respond.
“Okay, so I called like you wanted. What’s next?” I asked.
“Can I come over to your place?”
“Why?”
“I want to talk to you face to face.”
“Why not on the phone?”
“Please, Dorian. Just do this one thing for me. Then I swear I’ll leave you alone after this, if that’s what you want.”
I sighed. “Fine. I might fall asleep on you, though. I’m really exhausted, Laramie.”
“I understand. It won’t take long.”
“You know the way.” I hung up and settled
