Chapter 9The next morning, a despondent Raven rifled through the approved permits for Condor company’s latest project and remembered he’d promised to check on Michael’s, the gay club Hunter had worked in. A jigger of hope stirred when he spoke with his contact at the permit office. It blossomed full bloom and broke through his despair when he learned Michael’s was back in business.
The idea that he might find Hunter made it impossible to work, so he took a break and walked to the coffee shop for a second cup and the newspaper he hadn’t picked up yet. He burned his tongue on the scalding coffee when he spotted an ad announcing the celebration of Michael’s reopening tonight. Hunter’s band was its headliner.
Excitement flared in him, tempered with shame and worry. How would Hunter react if
