LaGarrian got out of FoxGrove Wellness, the nicest rehab he had ever been in. Going to rehab had been part of a deal he struck with Allard Banks.
This dreamy part of him thought Banks might send a car for him, like some airport scene, with a limo driver holding up a sign, Banks would give him a job and…
There was no one.
He walked down Pertman, which on this side of town was boutiques and plastic surgeons.
If he walked far enough, the addict in him could cop at Pertman and Delancey, in the apartment basement that used to be the laundromat with the Foo Fighters pinball.
LaGarrian didn’t want to use, didn’t want to work for Allard Banks, just wanted to make it work with Sazeera Banks…
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