Chapter 9The moment my eyes opened, I remembered everything — losing the job I’d become so infatuated with, the dreamlike journey that followed.
I also remembered what Badger had said, about people waking up in careers they weren’t meant for.
Easy for him to say. Not everyone can get handed wads of cash just for cruising around on a bike assaulting assholes.
Still, I wanted him to be right. His philosophy seemed too simple for this complicated world, but we could all use a bit more simplicity.
I rolled out of bed, realizing I didn’t feel as awful as I might have expected. I didn’t want to use. I just wanted time to speed up, so I could reawaken three weeks from now, when the pain — in my wrist and pride alike — would be officially faded. When I’d know what might happen with my rent and
