CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
“Code Blue, ICU. Code Blue, ICU.”
The overhead alert for a person not breathing interrupted Jake’s account of what occurred all those years ago as Nick listened from the bed in his private hospital room. After Jake had left Max and Ray’s apartment, he’d come straight here, even though it was long after visiting hours were over. The expression on Nick’s face when he’d awakened earlier and saw Jake sitting beside the bed had been a combination of hurt and relief. Jake hoped to expel the former by opening his heart at long last and spilling his guts about the past that’d haunted him for years.
“So, what happened next?” Nick’s voice was dry and raspy, so Jake poured a cup of water from the pitcher on the bedside table and handed it to him.
After making sure Nick was ok
