Chapter 32

Some thirty minutes later a loud “What the fuck?” sounded from the general area of the couch. “Reed Davis what have you done to me?” A stomp and a screech. “Reed, get your ass over here. Why am I restrained? Where the fuck am I? REED?”

“You’re not restrained—”

“You drugged me you fucker…REED!”

Hearing the sass and brass in his tone, Reed smiled inwardly, his boy was back. “And why would you make the automatic assumption that I kidnapped you, Jim?” Reed playfully teased Jim. “It could have been Caleb.”

“Duh…Caleb would have…oh my God, Reed…Caleb would have hurt me.”

“My point exactly.”

Jim sat down.

“Breathe deep Jim, calm yourself—”

“Calm myself, you asshole…” Jim spewed, sputtering. “This is kidnapping, you nitwit. Where are we?”

“At Bear’s cabin in the Poconos—” Reed didn’t get a chance to finish.