Cookie looked away from Fiona’s face for the first time, wondering what they’d found. He’d clearly heard the grimness in each of his friends’ tones.
Benny gestured toward her leg. They all saw what they’d missed before. The dirt and grime had hidden a bullet wound. It looked like just a graze, but it was now slowly oozing blood over her leg and onto the sheet. The washcloth had obviously removed the scab that had been forming and allowed it to start bleeding again.
Both men looked at Abe, wondering what he’d been alarmed about. He simply gestured to her arms. The inside of Fiona’s elbows were covered in needle marks and bruises. Cookie had seen them before, but it’d obviously come as a surprise to the other men.
No one questioned Cookie, no one looked disgusted. They just continued to w
