Parker slammed his fist against Carter’s door. “Open the fuck up, Carter. I know you’re in there.”

     “Keep your bloody shirt on,” Carter said as he swung open the door. The guy looked like he didn’t have a care in the world. Meanwhile, Parker’s life was falling apart quicker than a sandcastle at high tide.

     Parker barged into Carter’s apartment and after a moment and a long sigh, Carter closed the door and followed him into the living area. Parker looked around. It wasn’t often any of them came into Carter’s apartment. He tended to make sure any gatherings were held elsewhere. Parker could see why. His apartment was as...