Chapter 56

Wylie poured coffee and finished making his breakfast while Carl dealt with the jimmied lock on the back door.

“How are you holding up?” Garry asked, snagging a slice of toast from Wylie’s plate as they sat down at the table.

“Pretty good. There’s jelly if you want it.” Wylie grinned, pointing to the fridge.

“Naw, this is fine.” Garry took a bite of the toast. “Are you really?”

“Yes. Well, I have to clean up the blood on the wall and the carpet, but when it’s gone…”

“I’ll help,” Garry replied.

By then, Carl had finished with the door. Pulling out the remaining chair, he sat. “Tell all.”

Between them, Wylie and Garry did. Garry ended by saying, “Kingman called me just before I left. He said Alicia’s in intensive care at the moment. She’ll need reconstructive surgery on her shoulder at some future date, to quote him. He’s feeling guilty about that.”

“He saved Wylie’s life for God’s sake,” Carl pointed out. “He should feel proud. Well…okay, some of both I guess.”