Out of hand

Con quirks an eyebrow. He and Nate were friends, but he normally didn’t call just to chat. “Jaime’s alright…well…she will be. Not such a great night for her though.” He sighs a little. “I’m fine…and Laura too. I think she’s coming in to work here in a few minutes…” Question lingers in his tone. “Anything going on I need to know about?”


Jason pokes his head out of the room to catch Nate’s eye. “We gotta talk,” he whispers hoarsely. “This is getting out of hand.”