“The hell I’m not! You just try to stop me.”
I recognized Hank’s voice at once. I hurried out to reception before the volatile cowboy had a chance to go into high gear.
“Mr. B, they won’t let me go see Brad! And that b***h won’t tell me nothin’.”
“I know; they gave me the same runaround. Both Brad and Andy have gone to surgery. All we can do now is wait.”
After getting directions from the b***h, Hank and I walked to the surgical waiting area. I filled him in on the way.
“But they’re gonna be okay, right?”
“I hope so, Hank. I hope so.
As soon as we got to the waiting area, I called Bertha Sturgis. She was shocked but composed. She’d be on the next available flight and said she’d make her own way to the hospital. I hung up with her and called Andy’s father, Nelson, and his partner, No
