“Anyone asks—especially the guy who answers this door—I dress like this all the time,” he warned. The slap of flip-flops approached the other side of the door before it opened to reveal a trim white guy with a tidy mustache, short graying hair, and a pair of expensive-looking headphones around his neck. “Nick Santiago,” the man said, putting a hand on one hip. “You’re looking delicious.” Nick tugged on the collar of his shirt. “Thanks. I dress like this all the time now.” He gave Riley a nudge. “Uh, yes. I can confirm. He even sleeps in his Dockers.” “Too far. Too far,” he muttered from the
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