They were barely inside Patrick's apartment when the door burst open and Michael rushed in. His expression was torn between panic and fury. "Where the hell have you been?"
"Whoa, man, chill." Anthony turned too fast, and fell back onto the sofa. "Okay, yeah, I'm a little f****d up still."
Patrick rubbed his face and tried to concentrate. "Mikey? What are you doing?"
"I'm here to get you. Dammit, we were supposed to be back like an hour ago!" He grabbed Patrick's arm and hauled him toward the door. "I can't believe this shit."
Anthony sat up and called, "Hey, where you going?"
Patrick didn't get a chance to answer.
When they reached the lobby, he jerked free. "What's the rush?"
Michael spun on him, his lips drawn back from furious fangs. "Claudius sent for you, you jackass!"
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