SLOANE

“You mean you think I drugged you?” Micah forced the words out through a seemingly dry throat. We were now inside his house. I never planned on entering before but I couldn’t keep my son in the cold.

“I didn’t think so, I know so,” I corrected without missing a beat. “Just this morning, we were drinking together and all of a sudden, I found myself on the bed, in one the hotel’s room and you? You were nowhere to be found. For someone who suddenly vanished into thin air, ...