Chapter 4

Before Trevor could answer,Zack whirled away and opened the refrigerator.“You want something to drink?I’ve got some beer,a bottle of wine but it’s not chilled.Some soda,water…let’s go with the beer.”Extracting two bottles of Killigan’s Irish Red,Zack twisted off the caps and handed one bottle to Trevor.A faint mist of cold air swirled from the mouth of the bottle.Zack drained half of his beer in one swig.With a wink,he said,“Drink up.Unwind.Hey,you want to smoke?No one’s here,it’s cool.”

Trevor shook his head.“Whoa,hold up.You keep beer in your office?”At Zack’s grin,he asked,“What exactly is it you do up here?”

With a nod at the computer,Zack countered,“You mean besides play poker online?I’m grand master of my league.Try the beer.It’s really good.”

Trevor took a small sip—it was good.Icy on the tongue,but it warmed its way down his throatto curl into the pit of his stomach.His tension dissolved with another sip.“Your business card says you’re head of the marketing department.”