without laughter now. "Roy decided that fucking me wasn’t enough… He had a drinking buddy who had this huge-ass dog. I think it was a mix of Rottweiler and Wolfhound or something like that… I swear, it looked like a goddamn pony. So he borrowed the dog, right?" "Dylan…" "He borrowed the dog", he looked like he didn’t even hear me. "And… Ah, shit… Give me another smoke, will you?" I lit another cigarette slowly and handed it to him. "So he got the dog, right?" he dragged