Chapter 6
One more night until he could use the burner phone and send the message to get them picked up. Kurt was still worried about Mike. The man was conscious, lucid, and capable of walking a short distance if he had something or someone to hang on to. The near constant raging headache and intermittent vertigo with nausea were still present though. Kurt had finally consented to giving him a couple of doses of the Vicodin from the first aid kit. Mostly that made Mike sleep.
They hadn’t revisited the awkward conversation from the shower but Kurt noticed that Mike didn’t seem unduly weirded out by casual touches to help him walk. They’d spent a couple of hours thrashing through the information they’d acquired. The primary goal was to present the most critical pieces of Intel to the comma
