Chapter Fifty-Nine
Leon takes a sharp and sudden intake of breath, through his bloody lips, coughs deeply and rolls onto his side, in the building rubble. Long shards of broken glass stick out from his wounded face. He sits up, dazed and disheveled, and leans up against the motel wall. Glass is slowly pulled from his flesh, with shaking unsteady fingers. He winces as the biggest piece disappears back into the right side of his cheek, as he levers it out beside his left ear.
He opens his mouth and sticks out his tongue. A jagged section of glass is hanging from the tip. As it pulls free, it splits the end of his tongue into two pieces, like a snake. Leon lets out a moan and gets to his feet, brushes back his red streaked, white hair and pulls glass from his scalp. A brown SUV vehicle pull
