" Your a fucking genius!"Liam said." I always have been"I said."──────────────We stared Andrew, the street patrol officer,...down. We were sitting in a private room at the local strip club. A female stripper would be in any minute so we had no time to waste. "Where are the photos?"Liam asked."Andrew's hand was shaking as he handed us a thick folder. I flipped through the photos, quickly looking at the girl's bodies and faces. The girls needed to be appealing both in the face and physically. "Your. ”"Will is a lying bastard, and those brownies had pot in them." Ohh…that explains why I feel weird." He pokes the balloon in my hands and starts giggling."Are you going to faint?"Oren doesn’t answer, he just keeps petting the balloon.Reginald chimes in. “He’s bloody useless.”"Great," I sigh. "My houseboy is high, and there is no one to watch my guests."Reginald puts a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “I’ll take care of them, make sure everyone is watered and the trash is cleared. You take care. The act ended up less heroic than I’d hoped. Much less heroic, in fact. When I’d collected myself from the asphalt, hoping I hadn’t damaged the audio equipment, I heard uncontrolled laughing even through the closed windows.Good one, doofus... “Not quite Dukes of Hazzard,” I grumbled as I dropped into my seat, rubbing my arm. “Your hood is too dirty.”I’m not sure she even heard me through all the tittering. “That was some splat!” she managed between desperate breaths.“Yeah, yeah. Matt the Splat,. It felt like his heart left with her…but he was pretty sure that was how it was supposed to feel right? He swallowed as he watched the car turn a corner and then he jumped when Andy poked his side,“Come along, I have just the thing to keep your mind off of things.”Joe blinked and followed Andy, for some reason he was not very sure about how or what he felt, but he wasn’t enjoying this at all. At least Andy seemed to understand this as he tried his best to distract Joe, his jokes and ultimately.