Chapter Twenty-Three
Conway woke in a hospital bed with a thumping head and a blurry vision.
A nurse looked pityingly at him, ‘Do you remember who you are yet, luv?’
Conway thought of Cocolder, his wife and the station.
‘No, I don’t think I do,’ he said, with a serene look on his face. Conway focused on the nurse’s sweet face, she had blond hair tied in a bun and pink lipstick, he looked across at his red wig slumped on the bedside cabinet and decided that blond was more his colour.
