Long Fall to ForeverChapter 3
"Sneaking in these days?" I heard a soft chuckle, although I couldn't see him. The stairwell was pitch black and vibrating with the music coming from the club below. "Well, you know," I shrugged. "You mind if I flick my Bic?" "Be my guest," Michel's voice replied gently. My lighter had a little flashlight built into it and I thumbed it, creating a surprisingly bright beam of light. I pointed it around the stairway and found him on the landing about a dozen feet below me. He held...