Chapter 44

"Oh, I have heard that one a lot. Some people also say I seem gay. I really am not. Hell, if I was, Garrick would have one less burden of always having to entertain my antics." Lewis jokes around, trying to bring a sense of calm to Shabaz. 

"Who is Garrick?" He asks Lewis. "Garrick is my cat. He is a grey cat that eats more food than I ever do and spends his days the way some of us would dream of during our retirement. A spoilt feline, I will tell you that. But he is my best buddy, as lonely as it sounds coming out from my mouth." 

Lewis laughs at this because this statement is very true. He does not have many friends. In the earlier years of his career, he was a spy and he kept changing locations. He could not make friends or even keep them if he managed to make them. They also posed a threat to his job. It was a work hazard. If he attracted any enemies during his time on the field, which happened more times than he could count, he was putting the lives of his close