"Hey, surprised to see your truck here, Dill, but after seeing who's laying on the pavement outside, not so much." Chase laughed as he slid into the booth seat with Elliott close behind. It was their usual night to have dinner at Rosie's.

"What's going on, Dillon? Do you need backup?" Elliott laughed while the waitress poured hot coffee in their waiting mugs.

"When Ell and I got here we stepped over him, and came on in. We headed toward our usual booth and eyed you ...