Walker stayed with the male’s cooling body for a long time, staring into nothing. The floor and wall had been cold at first, but now he barely felt it. How could he - over the pain that coursed through him with every breath?
Damn it, but his entire body hurt. If he had to guess, he’d say that his teeth would hurt too if he breathed out a little too hard. He should go to Lilah, he knew that, but she was busy with people who needed the attention more than him. Besides, he wasn’t sure he could stand up even if he tried.
Blowing a noisy breath out through his nose, Walker’s eyes slid across the floor towards the male’s upturned, dead face. His eyes were wide and glassy, the top of his skull a little misshapen. The blood under him had congealed quickly against the frigid stone.
Fucking Jack
