Chapter 8

Kendrick went home to his place and had the same routine again. He watched the lights of the busy street cars on the national highway, like lights, on and off, around a Christmas tree during winter. He sat on his favorite chair with a bottle of Roe and Co. on his side table and a sculptured glass close to his reach, a small bucket of ice, all together on one tray. He opened the lid of his whiskey, poured it on his glass, added some ice and held it as he calmly watched the lights on the street, from a very crowded one till only a few passed by. Like the same nights, Kendrick stalked Veronica's account, and as the saying went, curiosity kills the rat, he got curious about the guy Veronica's with on most of her recent photos. He checked the taglist and clicked the profile of each person, until he bumped to a profile of a man named Francis Salcedo. Veronica tho, posting mostly group photos, it was very peachy that this guy was always in every picture. He