Chapter 36
The next morning, moments after waking, a booming voice filtered into his room, “Where the hell are you keeping Sullivan?”
“Please sir, you must tone it down,” Sullivan could hear a nurse whispering. “Let me check to see if he is awake.” Holding her hand up indicating he should wait, she proceeded into the room.
Detective Tweed ignored her and followed right behind. “Hell, let me wake him,” he bellowed again. By then they were both standing at the foot of his bed. “He looks alert to me.”
The nurse sheepishly stepped out.
“You made quite an entrance there Detective,” Sullivan said as he sat up and extended his hand.
“I don't want you turning soft on me. It's time to get moving and finish this guy off, don't you think? Chop, chop.”
Sullivan slipped his legs over the s
