He could hear voices arguing before he even stepped into the room.




“Thank god, you’re here. Can you tell my brother I can leave now?” A young man with dark brown hair sat up in his hospital bed. He had a few scrapes along his face and a slight bruise on his arm.




The other voice that had been arguing with the injured young man spoke, “For

“Fuck, put down that game and help me!” Maverick shouted from atop a ladder. He was trying to hang a banner in the main hall of the Frat House. Soon all the senior members, including him would be graduating. In his wisdom as president, Maverick, decided to host a big party. It wasn’t the end of the year party, but more of a pre-end of the year party. The icing on top was that he would personally see to the new president’s ascension.

How the hell did Jeff and I become friends? Well, we weren’t. I’d say more like friendly acquaintances. That wasn’t saying much considering we were partners for the local law enforcement. Jeff was the young inexperienced cop and I was the older wiser partner. At least that’s how it appeared on paper. Also, my gray hair didn’t help.




“Ahh,” Jeff released a moan. He never failed to find a c

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