C296 The Most Wrong Thing Kane Did

Lorimer glanced at his friend who had hurried back, his steps erratic and rushed.

"Got a ghost on your tail?" he quipped, arching an eyebrow in jest.

Kane Feloch strode past Lorimer to the liquor cabinet, flung open the glass door, and without a glance, roughly grabbed a bottle of whiskey. Twisting it open, he took swigs straight from the bottle, downing over half in mere seconds