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It was the first time he’d departed from his standard I’ll be fine stoicism.
Jack looked worried as hell to hear it. I know it scared me.
Not Sid, though. “Try not to bleed all over my car,” he grumbled.
It was more of an ironic joke to break the tension, because there was blood fucking everywhere.
Kade played along, though. “Yeah, that’s my first priority,” he said in a deadpan voice.
“Stop talking,” Jack commanded, then turned to Sid. “We’ve got to get him to a hospital, now.”
“Not in Richards,” Kade said.
“Or anywhere near it,” Sid agreed.
“We can’t take a chance driving to Bakersfield or LA,” Jack snapped.
“You were the head of a fuckin’ motorcycle gang – didn’t you have a gunshot doctor or somethin’?” Sid asked.
“Back in the day, yeah, but he’s Lou’s friend, not mine,” Jack said. “He’s not going to help us.”
Sid glanced in the rearview mirror again. “I know a guy in LA who might be able to help.”
“Is he a doctor?” Jack asked.
“Ex-vet. Poker buddy of mine.”
“Ex-Marine?”
“No – ex-veterinarian. Midlife crisis, got a 20-year-old girlfriend, she convinced him to give her some Special K – ketamine,” Sid explained helpfully. “It’s a horse tranquilizer.”
“I know what Special K is,” Jack said, irritated.
“Anyway, she sold it at a rave and got busted. He lost his license and did some time.”
“Oh, yeah, can I please go see a disbarred veterinarian,” Kade said, his voice exactly the same as always.
“Unlicensed,” Sid corrected him.
“Guys,” I said. I’d already pulled out my phone. “What about the DEA?”
“Oh yeah,” Jack said, suddenly remembering we weren’t entirely on our own.
“I’d rather take my chances with the horse doctor,” Kade said.
“It’ll be fine,” Jack reassured him.
Sid made a face. “Are we sure about that?”
“What other choice do we have?” Jack asked.
“Well – ”
“We are not entrusting his life to a drug-dealing veterinarian,” Jack snapped.
“Just to a federal agency that might put me in prison for life,” Kade said.
“It’ll be fine,” Jack repeated, and clamped his hand on Kade’s shoulder in a show of manly affection. “You’re part of the deal – you get to walk.”
