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“Some people can’t take a compliment.”
I have him leave me off in front of the hotel. As usual, one of his endless number of limos appears from nowhere and a driver opens the door for him.
“I assume you can make it the vast expanse of twenty feet from here?” he says.
“Yeah. I’m good. Thanks.”
He goes to the car. Takes his dirty jacket off, folds it, and hands it to the limo driver.
Before he gets in he says, “This is going to end badly, you know. There not being an Angel of Death and all.”
“Any ideas what kind of bad?”
“Yes, but nothing I can talk about now. I’ll be in touch.”
“Take it easy.”
He smiles.
“You might want to consider the same.”
“That’s the plan.”
I go across the parking lot and knock on our door.
It opens and everyone else is still there. I look at Candy.
“Is that pizza I smell?”
“Kasabian got hungry,” she says.
“I got hungry,” says Kasabian.
Candy pulls me inside and I drop down onto the couch. I must look bad. Candy is the only one who wants to get near me.
“You’re bleeding, you bastard,” she says.
“I missed you too.”
“What happened over there?”
What the hell can I say to them?
“McCarthy is dead.”
“Did you kill him or Vincent?”
“Vincent.”
“Good for him.”
“Yeah. Good for him.”
Allegra dive-bombs for my bleeding arm. I get her to hold off on the Dr. Kildare scene until after I take a shower.
The sun is coming up outside and I wish I could say that everything is right with the world, but it isn’t. It severely isn’t. But I’m not about to tell anyone. They’ll just freak out and I won’t get any pizza.
I SLEEP MOST of the next day, waking only for the occasional Malediction and shot of Aqua Regia—soothing Hellion Bactine for all your wounds.
