me to lay back down while I groaned. I admitted to myself I've gotten drunk plenty of times before. I know my limit, but this headache was beyond anything I ever encountered as far as a

through my throbbing temple, but I quickly had to stop thinking. It hurt way too much. I even started to feel na

I wasn't a well-built man. I worked out, had a few abs, nothing to write home about. But, at that moment, I did thank the heavens I had enough strength to lift myself out of the bed to the door. The

they go into a squint again from the pain. The other man beside him looked to be the chief

Seg

laced my hand

udio was incredibly messy. I could tell by the way the officers looked around that they were secretly disgusted with me. If only I could keep my eyes o

shaky hand through my untamed hair looking up

" Officer La

jected, still straining to open my eyes. Travis pulled a file out of a

know t

nore the pounding in my temple. Nothing seemed to

ed. Mallory was right to not believe it was an animal." I scoffed in response as he continued. "Do yo

f Mallory can't identify him, then he pr

our brother clo

omeone to do it?" They didn't respond to me right away. Their silence told me everything I needed to know. Honestly, I couldn't do anything else but laugh. "I knew from the start my brother wasn't killed by a f

nt to cover all our bases. Whatever happened to Bra

o her husband. Otherwise, my brother was attacked by a fucking Chihuahua, let the news tell it." I laughed, but my laughter held no humor. "Get the fuck out of my house." I stood

ared up at the ceiling. I was finally coming back to feeling like myself after maybe 30 minutes of not moving. Johnny Stan was stuck in my head. His face, the

his time, and make them answer me. My phone started to come to life with messages and dinks and vibrations as I reached for it. Several missed calls from Mallo

blowjob from out of space, finding out what happened to my brother was far more important. D