Chapter Thirteen
VINCE AND JULIE ARRIVED at the police department early the following morning. Tommy was about to be reunited with his parents and Cynthia was in custody. Julie and Vince had their injuries tended to at a local hospital in Vegas. Hers was a nasty bruise but no broken bones.
The bullet that penetrated Vince had missed a main artery by less than an inch. The piece of lead was removed, and they had wanted to keep him overnight for observation, but he refused. He wouldn’t even take the pain medication the doctor had prescribed, preferring to gripe and grumble and cuss his way to Los Angeles. At about four in the morning, Julie persuaded him to take a pill. She needed it.
When they first arrived at the station, they’d been questioned separately for over an hour. Afterward, Ju
