Mercy, Mercy Me
Chapter One
Through the vertical blinds that hung from the ceiling to the floor,
the city lights shone, sparkling brightly as the night's darkness
descended upon Los Angeles. Over the past year, this had become
Dwayne's favorite time. In the darkness, he could hide-from his
family, his friends, and his clients. With practice, he had even
learned to hide from himself the overwhelming grief that mingled
with his guilt and still-after almost three hundred days-flooded his
mind.
The shrill of the telephone interrupted his thoughts. With Monique
gone home for the day, he reached for the phone, punching the
speaker button.
"Hey, guy, I'm surprised I caught you."
"Lafayette, what's up, man?" Dwayne asked flatly.
"I was calling to see how you're doing. We haven't heard from you."
"I'm fine." Dwayne slumped into his chair. "You don't have to keep
checking on me ..."
"I'm not checking on you," Lafayette objected softly. "I need to
talk to you about something. Do you have some time tomorrow?"
Though he already knew his calendar, Dwayne glanced at the leather
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