Chapter 6
chapter
six
Hayes
ME: How’s my girl?
ZEKE: Gorgeous as ever.
ME: If you lay a fucking hand on her it will be the last thing you do.
ZEKE: So no one else can have her because you want her?
ZEKE: But you won’t touch her yourself.
ZEKE: Celibacy has made you an asshole.
ME: I’m not discussing this with you via text.
ZEKE: Cool. Should I be concerned that she’s walking around the hotel suite topless?
ME: I swear to fuck, ZEKE!
ZEKE: Cool your jets, Ghost Rider, I’m just messing with you. Though it does look like a discarded piece of clothing has made it’s way to the greenery.
ZEKE: Did someone have a fight with the Ficus?
ME: It’s nothing you need to worry about.
ME: Will you answer my first question?
ZEKE: What’s the magic word?
ME: Motherfucker.
ZEKE: She’s fine, H. Seems a little melancholy, but we’re on the tail end of a long tour. She’s probably tired.
ME: Did you tell her I was coming back?
ZEKE: Yeah.
ZEKE: So what is taking so long?
ME: The police needed access to Melody’s accounts to track that asshole’s behavior. Turns out he had three separate accounts he was using.
ZEKE: Dude, I’m too lazy to be a stalker.
ME: They were already investigating him for some sexual assaults in the area.
ZEKE: Rotten to the core.
ME: Right.
ZEKE: When will you be done?
ME: Soon. Don’t let her leave the hotel room.