Chapter 20
“I can’t believe he did this to you,” Josie said, dabbing at the blood still issuing from Colin’s nose with the hotel suite’s tissue. They were now in his room at the top of the luxury hotel, tending to his wounds in an over-the-top room tricked out with an actual baby grand, heavy brocaded curtains, and beautiful white couches, which Josie was trying hard to keep free of Colin’s blood.
“Yeah, for a blind man you claimed wasn’t serious about rehabilitation, he managed to pack an impressive punch. And a knee.”
Josie studied his nose from a couple of different angles and plugged up his nostrils with two wads of tissue. “Can you breathe okay?”
“No,” he answered. “But that’s probably because you stuffed my nose with Kleenex.” His voice was muffled, but at least he wasn’t wheezin
