Chapter 9
“What are we going to do about Ray?” Daniel asked the next morning, over a late breakfast.
“You’re going to call him and tell him to lay off,” Griffin said.
“Uh-huh. Like that’ll work. He’ll laugh, tell me I’m crazy if I think he’s trying to do something to me then, two days from now, he’ll try again.”
“Exactly.” Griffin smiled evilly. “Can you think of a better way to goad him into coming after you?”
“Walk into his office, put my hands up, and say, ‘Shoot me’?”
Griffin laughed, shaking his head. “It should be that easy. Seriously, though. We wait until you can move back into your house, then start pushing his buttons. He’ll really go crazy when he sees both of us living there.”
“Both of us?”
“Yeah. No way am I leaving you unprotected.”
Daniel gave his idea some serious
