Chapter 10
The story about the attack was the headline in the newspaper, much to Gary’s dismay.
“It’s not that I mind the calls from friends and reporters, non-stop,” he told Steve Friday morning, after shutting off his phone. “Okay, I do mind the reporters. My fifteen minutes of fame.” He shook his head. “Thank you for dealing with the two who came to the door.” With them living across the street from the Ayers’s house, the reporters were having a field day trying to get interviews with Gary and Lloyd’s brother, Blaine.
Steve smiled, hugging him carefully. “My pleasure. You’d undoubtedly have handled the calls better if you’d been able to get some real sleep last night.”
“Yeah. Sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you every damned hour, but…”
“There is nothing to be sorry about. We both knew
