CHAPTER 43

I noticed Zander. He would have gone back inside the mansion when our gazes had made contact.

"Why don't you come here? Am I sick enough for you to avoid?" 

He remained standing.

"No, I'll just go inside and sleep; maybe you need to be alone here," he replied.

"No, I'm just chilling, Come on, have a beer first." And he was given a bottle of beer.

"I don't drink," he told me.

"Really? Is there a man who doesn't drink right now?" I asked, laughing.

He was deafeningly quiet as he stared into the void. I knew he had no intention of speaking with me. As a...