before getting out, slamming the door and charging inside. He banged on the door for several minutes before it swung open. Milt stood on the other side, wearing a loose pair of sweats and a plain blue tee shirt. His feet were bare. He looked more casual than Russ had ever seen him. Just the sight of him relieved some of the anxious tension that had been building inside him, so Russ had to pause for a moment while he worked himself up again.