Mitch…
“Stanton, I have to go.”
“Relax, I’m ahead of you. I have guards posted up at James and Michael’s place.”
“And by Mitch’s apartment too? It’s separate from the house.”
“Yes, there too.”
“Thank you. I appreciate that.”
“I think you will find James plans to take Georgie back there too.”
“He does?”
That could be complicated…
*****
Michael
I’m a mess.
I can’t escape the recurring image of Andres…
Hold on, man…
I can’t… I can’t…
His eyes… His white face…
The slipping fingers…
Your other hand… Give me your other hand…
Reaching… Snatching for the flailing arm… If I can grab his wrist…
And the long, long shriek as he falls… A length of time only measured in heartbeats…
My own heart pumps too. I wipe sweat from my forehead, then I swing, raising the axe in a long arc to c
