Deacon Prt 1

flash a wary look at the doc in the corner, who turns a shade paler, his brow furrowing, etching his features into that of worry, and he casts an evasive look back at me. He darts a glance at Colton, then back again to me, suddenly sheepish.

“It can’t be Deacon, right? It’s too early!” I point out w...