I got lost in my thoughts as I took the back roads towards D.C. I knew that no matter how much I wanted to avoid it, I needed to get to New Orleans. It didn’t matter how I felt about seeing Darren. There was a job. A big job if it required the two of us. I reviewed what I knew about it. Jack shit. I was going to have to work with Darren, and we’d be working to find the codex.
Read MoreI watched as the neighborhood woke up. There were elderly people walking their dogs, middle-aged blonde women jogging, and businessmen grabbing their newspapers as they got into their cars to go to work. You know, the boring shit.
Read More“I’ll be there in five.” He hung up before I could say anything. Before I could really start to enjoy my sub, the bell over the door rang, and a large man dropped into the chair in front of me. He sighed as if his entire life depended on the meal in front of him, and I smiled wider. I leaned back and sipped on my coffee, giving him a few minutes to enjoy. You don’t get between an Italian and their food.
Read MoreI have a love/hate relationship with crowds. I love how easily you can get lost in them but I hate having so many people so close to me. My therapist said it was because I couldn’t control the situation or anyone else around me. He’s probably right. I do have a slight issue with control but I already knew that, so I fired him and ate street tacos for the next month. There’s really no better comfort food combination than taco and whiskey.
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