I stumbled back, knocking over Peter's shot from his hands with a clatter. He stared at me, his face a mixture of concern and confusion."Logan what's wrong?"I ignored him, my gaze frantically searching the room. "Keys," I demanded, my voice hoarse. "Car keys, where is it?”Peter hesitated, his brow furrowed. "Sir are you alright? What's going on?""Just give me the damn keys!" I snapped, my patience wearing thin.“I’m sorry but I cannot do that. You seem drunk and.....”I turned around, ignoring him as I strode towards the exit, leaving him confused.I burst out of the bar, the cool night air doing little to calm my racing heart. I hailed a cab as I fumbled in my pocket for my phone, my fingers trembling slightly. I dialed Gavin's number, my voice strained as I waited for him to pick up."Gavin," I rasped, "Where are you?"He chuckled, his voice low and even. "I'll send you an address. Hurry little bunny, I don’t like to wait.”Before I could question him further, he hung
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