Chapter 145

“Bet me.” Daw glared at him, then took back his words, to an extent. “A lot of them feel that way and you know it.”

“I’ll give you that,” Brody replied, accepting it was the truth, or had been when he was alive.

“Would they…will they find drugs or booze in your body?” Van asked.

“No way!” Daw said. “I won’t touch booze, ‘cause of my father, and drugs…? Hell, they’re too expensive unless you do a trade-off by dealing, which I didn’t.”

“How did you survive?” Gene asked.

“Don’t know much about us, do you? I Dumpster-dived, panhandled, gave blowjobs when I was desperate enough.” Daw grimaced. “The last week or so I wasn’t doing so good ‘cause of the heat, you know.”