Chapter 106

There was a variety of soda in the employee kitchen. Grabbing the grape, I brought it back, along with a plate of chocolate chip cookies I’d made for the staff that day. Beebub was stretched out on the couch,his eyes closed.

I set everything on the floor and drew up a chair next to the couch. “What happened to you?” I asked, wanting to fix everything and make it better, because, no matter what, Beebub still affected me in the worst way, and it seemed like he could use a friend.

“You were right about Sean,” was all he said before lapsing into silence. Damn.

After digesting those words, I said, “Is he in prison, at least?”

“Yes.” That word had a grim finality that saddened me. I handed Beebub a cookie, which he finished in one big bite. I set the plate on his chest, and he finished the rest of its contents in no time.

“How long did it take you to recover?”

“I was in the hospital for a while, and I took time off work. The firm was very understanding, for whichI am grateful.”