Hell of a Thing
“Get him to
I thought Dobey meant
Hutch. After all, I’d only been kidnapped, beaten, drugged and strung up
to be sacrificed. Me? Need a hospital?
Could be I wasn’t
thinking straight, but the point is, I thought it was Hutch who needed doctoring. So,
I started right in checking him over and wondering where the holes were.
He caught my hands. “Not me, dummy.”
“You sound like
shit,” I told him.
His chuckle wasn’t
impressed. “Now!” He
Like an idiot, I giggled. “I forgot. I’m evidence. Got to get me bagged and tagged.”
Yeah, I amused the
hell out of myself. Not so much Hutch.
I said. “I didn’t mean…”
He was pissed. “I can’t pretend it’s okay.
I know I should’a
been sympathetic, but I guess it wasn’t in me right then, because I got mad instead.
Which is how we ended
up yelling at each other, in front of everyone.
Stupid, huh? All the time those freaks had me, all I wanted was Hutch. And now that I had him, I was angry enough to kill him.
Love. It’s a hell of a thing.