When I woke again, the time above me read 9:00 AM. I debated lazing in bed for a while longer, but ultimately rose and headed for the shower. By the time I made it to my kitchen for coffee, about half an hour had passed.
As I waited for the coffee to brew, I grabbed a pad of paper to make a list for the grocery store. And then my cell vibrated, indicating I had received a text.
Come to my house for dinner?
Edgar.
I texted back…
What for?
To have dinner. Why do you think? Like 4?
Okay, so we’d had dinner before. Nothing new about that. We’d become friends since becoming partners. To refuse now would be weird.
Ok
So I fixed myself breakfast, went over some reports despite it being my day off, then did the grocery shopping before heading over to Edgar’s place. I’d packed a change of
