{ADAM}

The sun at Elton’s new construction site is a brutal, baking thing.

The heat is already soaking through my pants, and it’s not even 9 AM.

I watch the crews move in the dust, their shouts muffled by the dry air.

I check my wristwatch. 8:43 AM. I’ve been standing here for over half an hour. That bastard could never keep time.

I take a deep breath, the air hot in my lungs, and my eyes get pulled back to his latest project.

It’s the only thing out here that ...