Thank God it was Saturday and he didn’t have to spend this morning at his uncle’s law firm. He brushed his teeth and splashed water on his face in an attempt to wake up. It didn’t seem to be working. His bare feet led him downstairs where he could smell freshly brewed coffee. Trick must already be awake. “You look like death, brother. What happened last night?” Trick asked with a smile. The last time he saw Silas he was driving away in the middle of the night with a beautiful girl. Death was not exactly what he had expected Silas to look like this morning. Silas just shook his head and rubbed his jaw. He helped himself to a cup of black coffee and sat down across from his brother. “Did something happen when ya dropped Emmie off?” Trick pushed further. “No… yeah. But it’s not what you are thinking, I’m sure,” Silas answered, still fidgeting with his coffee cup. He took a few drinks before he went on. “Remember that man we found dead… the one that took the money and never paid us back or delivered the moonshine?”
