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. The stranger in the back had finished his coffee, continued to work on the computer.
"Been a long time, buddy," Xris said quietly. "I've been worried about you." It was an apology.
Rowan glanced up. He was pale, thin, had obviously lost weight. He attempted the jerky pseudo-smile again.
"Sorry I haven't Called, Xris. I ... I've had a lot on my mind lately." Rowan glanced at the stranger in the back, added, "I'll talk to you after the meeting."
Xris nodded, settled back, relieved. He and Rowan had not parted on the best of terms and he hadn't seen or heard from his friend in a month. All because of that damn bitch. Xris had tried to point out to his friend what everyone else knew but was too polite to mention: The whore was taking Rowan for a ride. A wild and thrill-packed ride, maybe, but a ride nonetheless. An expensive ride.
You goddamn fool! You're thinking with your zipper, not your brains! Xris recalled those words clearly. They were the last words said between them.
Rumor had it now that the slut had left Rowan. When he could no longer pay for the tickets, the amusement park had shut down the rides. Looking at his friend, Xris guessed that this time the rumor was true. He wondered uncomfortably if other rumors were true, as well. That Rowan was in big financial trouble, seriously in debt.
Well, Xris reflected, I'll find out soon enough
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