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Chapter 6: Visiting the old man

Chapter 6

~Eddie’s POV~

 It was 7pm before I could leave the bureau and it would be at least another hour and a half before I would be able to meet up with Sy. I’d called him earlier to let him know I’d be tagging along, but by then he’d already left and was now waiting for me at a gas station just outside of town.

 I turned right at the intersection and let my mind roam as I sped down the practically empty street. Before I’d even exited the office, I’d made the decision to stop by my buddies’ PI firm. It was time Nate knew just what was going on with his family. More importantly, it was time he did something about it.

Sy was tough, there was no doubt about it. He knew how to stand on his own two feet. He could admit when he was wrong and when he needed help. It was a quality that I admired in him—a guy who, despite his general reserved personality, truly never had any qualms about telling the world what was on his mind when he felt the need to.

It was this very reason why I was worried about him now. The news of his father’s illness was affecting him more that he let on, I could feel it. Yet he’d chosen to keep it bottled up.

I turned into the semi-empty parking lot and hopped out of the car. It was time for Nate to forgive and forget. After all, it wasn’t really me who Sy needed now….it was him, the big brother he’d looked up to all his life.

I nodded in greeting to the guard by the door and stepped into the elevator, where I listened somewhat impatiently to the stuffy elevator music that went along with the ride. It had been weeks since I’d stopped by the office and every time I came, there was some new improvement.

It was still hard to believe that the men who had taught me everything I knew about life in the field had given it all up to live their lives behind a desk. It was admirable, but it was insane. When the doors dinged open, I turned left, down the hall, past a few closed office doors and around another corner where I spotted an office that hadn’t been there the last time I’d visited.

In just a year they’d amassed enough success to make a blind man take a step back and look. It was definitely praiseworthy—something I could have been a part of, had I accepted their offer a year ago.

I tried to imagine a life answering calls and investigating cheating husbands and all the trivial shit that went along with a job like this, but if that offer ever reared its head again, my answer would be the same. The Bureau was my home and I wasn’t ready to move out.

At the end of the hall, a light was on in John’s office and another three doors down another light shone from Nate’s. I shook my head. Different job, same work ethic.

I paused when I reached John’s door and glanced in, to see him sitting behind a desk writing something on the sheet of paper before him. In the center of the same desk, not surprisingly, sat his partner Kyle, who was bouncing a small ball on the wall across the room, while talking a mile a minute.

“…And do you know what she said to me?”

“What?” John replied distractedly.

“She said I should do it. Me, can you believe that?”

“Uhuh.”

Kyle caught the ball when it bounced toward him again and threw it hard across the room.

“I swear Johnny, this is it. If I have to deal with her again I’m gonna rip my hair out...or hers.”

I watched in amusement as John pulled on a sheet of paper that Kyle was sitting on and when it didn’t budge, he glanced up at his lover, who shifted to allow him access to it.