Chapter 80

“The bullet missed his heart and didn’t damage any organs, but he lost a lot of blood.” We were both crying now, two grown-ass men bawling like babies. “I can’t lose him, Barry.”

I squeezed his hand tightly in mine. “You won’t. He’s a tough one.” I left out the standard asshole part. I owed Arthur. I mean, sure, he tried to kill me, but he also saved me by saving Jeff. “Besides, he already has an angel, why go all the way to heaven to find another one.”

He sniffled. The bawling turned to laughter. “Oh my God, Barry, did you really just say that?”

I grinned. “I’m concussed; I don’t know what I’m saying.” My heart momentarily stopped. With all the drama, I’d forgotten to ask about the rest of them. “Auntie—”

“Jail.”

“Pearl—”

“Jail.”

“Jackson. Hall.”

“Jail. Jail.”