“I’m in trouble, Helen. Yuki knows some of what’s going on, but not all of it and …” He scratched the back of his neck. “s**t, this is hard … I’ve done some things I’m not proud of and yet … Look, the more I think about it, the more I reckon I’ve brought a lot of this on myself. If I just hadn’t done the things I’ve done …”
“We can’t help you if you don’t tell us,” Helen said.
“Yes, talk to us, Brian,” Yuki said.
Brian’s vision hazed, as if caught between wakefulness and dreams. God damn it, he was so sleep deprived. He wanted out, to push past both of them and head inside. To glug some water and lie down if only for half an hour.
“Or if Brian won’t then perhaps you should.” Helen turned her attention to Yuki.
“What do you think I know?”
“That’s what I’d like to find out. What have y
