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Chapter 33

He didn’t entirely remember getting back to his apartment after the party—everything was fuzzy with exhaustion and vodka and Scooter. He vaguely remembered an arm around his waist, half-holding him up asthey’d stumbled along the walkway from Scooter’s door to his. Had Trick gotten out then? Had he been out all night? Shit, shit, shit.

Andy grabbed a shirt at random and reached for the door, freezing as he realized he hadn’t locked the door or set the chain the night before. His heart started pounding, and he felt like he might throw up. He’d been completely unprotected all night, sleeping and—

Stop it, he told himself firmly. Nothing happened. You’re fine. You have to find Trick.

Right. Trick. Who had probably gotten out at—what, two in the morning?—and had therefore been runningalong the beach for…Andy checked the clock, and another jolt of panic slashed through him. He was hours late, the lunch rush was probably already done. Why hadn’t anyone woken him?