#Chapter27

Deciding that finding Nate is better than trying to determine if he is crying or not I start looking more into the room I spot a large piano in the corner and in the piano seat facing the large window that overlooks the city was Nate. A bottle of whisky sat beside him.

If he knew that I was inside, he didn't show it.

Slowly I walk towards him, his body never moves he doesn't acknowledge me, so I keep moving, testing the boundaries. When I'm a few inches away I place my hand on his left shoulder giving a comforting squeeze.

His next action caught me off guard...