Night fell. The moon was on the wane. Evan sat on his couch toying with his keys.
Don’t you deserve a little happiness?
“Damn it!” he said and leapt off the couch.
The night was busier than usual thanks to the warm temperature. People were walking their dogs and jogging. Evan kept his head down and ignored the occasional ‘hellos’. His head swam with words and scraps of sentences. Sebastian’s voice. Claire’s voice. His own voice. There was so much he wanted to say to Sebastian and so much he didn’t; that he shouldn’t.
When he got to The Lane he was surprised to find it almost deserted. He walked the length of it to the Forbes Avenue end.
“The police have been,” Sebastian said as he stepped from the shadows. “They got three men. Took them away.”
Evan nodded.
“I know I should have told
