Chapter 11

“Fuck, I know that! Why can’t I move? Where’s Snazzy? Did the vultures get away with Brad? Why isn’t Andy here? Why can’t I move?” I was shouting and willing my body to do something other than lie there as if frozen. “Shit, am I paralyzed?”

“Mr. Bennett, I’m going to call for your doctor. Then I’ll give you something to help you relax.”

I heard the nurse press the buttons on the phone and ask that the doctor be notified I’d regained consciousness. Then I felt a prick in my arm and fell asleep.

* * * *

The second time I woke up, my doctor and another man I had never seen were standing over me.

“David, how are we feeling?” Dr. Wong asked.

“I don’t know about you, doc, but I feel like a horse fell on me,” I quipped. Whatever the nurse had given me was good stuff. I had calmed down considerably.

Both men smiled. The newcomer was quite handsome. Well, at least that response was there, just as it had been for the nurse angel.