Chapter 11
At the firehouse, Chase walked in acting as if nothing was wrong, but as soon as Miguel spotted him, the twenty questions began.
“I thought you needed tonight off?” Miguel asked, looking up from the zombie movie he was watching.
“I did, and now I don’t,” Chase said, hoping if he was as vague as possible, Miguel would let it go.
He should have known better. Miguel didn’t take hints. “You look like s**t. Trouble in paradise? Word around town is you’ve been spending time with Bex Shepard…which you should be thanking me for, because I could have gone on that call and you never would have met her.”
“I think you need to shut up before I knock you out.”
Miguel laughed. He knew damn well Chase would never intentionally hurt him.
“Seriously, though,” Miguel said. “Is everything ok
