Nate pulled off the main road and followed a dirt road down toward the reservoir. It was a natural lake that had been siphoned off from the Hudson River. I had never seen it from this perspective though.
“Okay, so this is cool.” Sarcasm dripped from Miles’s words as he frowned.
“Look up.” Nate leaned forward and pointed skyward.
“The water tank… no way.”
“The view is pretty incredible.”
“Is it safe?” Celeste asked.
Nate twisted around and shrugged. “Scared, Rowe?”
“I’m in,” she said with mild confidence.
“Mulligan?”
“Hell yeah. Lead the way.”
“Seriously?” I gawked at Celeste. “What happened to ‘tell me why he’s here again?’”
“We might as well check it out. It does look kind of cool.”
With a shake of my head, I got out of the car. Right as Nate climbed out of the driver’s seat. “I brought some treats.” He winked.
“That was one time.”
“If you say so.” With a dismissive smirk he headed for Miles and Celeste who looked giddy about our strange adventure with the bad boy of DA.
I trudged after them; following them up the creaking, rusty stairs leading to the platform surrounding the tank. It was high, really high, the air thinning a little.
“Holy crap, the view is…” Celeste grinned, grabbing the handrail and taking in the sight.
“It’s something,” Nate said, lighting up a blunt. “You guys want in?” he asked Celeste and Miles.
“Nah, I’m good with beer.”
“Me too,” Celeste added, moving closer to Miles. He casually slung his arm over her shoulder, and I lifted a brow, noting the slight stain to her cheeks.
“Maguire, you in?”
I felt the heavy stares of my friends, their judgment brushing up against me. But I also knew how good it would feel.
Crap.
This was a bad idea.
“Does it react with your meds?” Celeste asked, a hint of concern in her voice.
“It… uh, didn’t the other day,” I admitted. “Not like the alcohol.”
“I knew it. I knew you two had gotten high together.”
“Listen, Celeste, I—”
“It’s cool, I get.” No judgment lingered in her expression, only sympathy. “At least, I’m trying to. If it takes the edge off and it’s safe, then don’t let me stop you.”
Nate inhaled a deep hit and blew a wisp of smoke right at me. “What do you say, Maguire? Want to get high with me?”