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Chapter 4
Chapter 4He wanted a drink, but in spite of the rationale he’d given Ryan, Johnny wasn’t completely convinced alcohol wasn’t the culprit for all the delusions that had beset them since checking in. Besides, all the beer and spirits were next door—and he had to stifle a hysterical giggle at his unfortunate word choice—which would mean going back to that room and seeing the body swinging by the window. Or worse, not seeing the body. Ryan’s room was the mirror opposite of his, with the unexpected addition of smelling like the warm musk of Ryan’s cologne. The couch was still a couch, too. They’d pre-empted staff showing up unannounced by calling down and saying they’d moved Johnny’s bags and opened up the sofa bed themselves so help wasn’t necessary. Johnny was already threaded tight, body h
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