Chapter Fifty-Nine

Tank and I drove in my truck and Basil, Elio and Marlo followed behind us as we drove to the Elders lair in Chicago. The last time I was there was when I finally met Abeloth and my thoughts turned to Chase suddenly.

“You’re making the right decisions Ryder,” Tank said suddenly and I glanced at him.

“I hope so,” I said to him.

“Megan’s good people, you two suit each other,” he said to me.

“Megan’s great,” I said and he smiled.

“Don’t fuck it up,” he said and I laughed.

“What about you Tank, when are you settling down?” I asked him.

“Probably never, my type isn’t exactly welcome in my world,” he said.

“What’s your type?” I asked him.

“You really don’t know do you?” he asked.

“Know what?” I asked him.

“My preferred type is men,” he said and the truck swerved over the other lane as I looked at him.

“You’re gay?” I asked him as he laughed.

“Yes,” he said as he looked out of the window.

“Why didn’t you ever tell me?” I asked him.

“I didn’t want you to treat me differently, it’