Eddie was asleep on the sofa, and I would have left him in that condition too if I didn’t need to tell him what had happened. “Wake up,” I said, shaking his shoulder. He rolled into the back of the sofa and grunted something.“Eddie, come on.” He flung a hand at me. I stepped backward and he missed contact.I went into the kitchen and opened a can of tuna, took a pinch, and set it by Eddie’s collar. Logan jumped on him and licked it off. Eddie woke up.“Good cat,” I said. I lifted Logan away from Eddie and gave him a bowl with the rest of the tuna inside. “Wake up. We have to talk.”“What time is it?” Eddie asked.“It’s something’s-not-right-o’clock. I’m serious. Do you want some coffee?”Eddie blinked a couple of times and reached into a pocket low on the outside of his cargo pants. He pulled out a bottle of 6-Hour Energy and downed it. He opened his eyes really wide and relaxed. “What’s up?“I went to the museum like we agreed. Thad wasn’t there.
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