Chapter 90

However, it seemed someone else was. “If you’ll step aside and let us work, sir?”

“Huh? What?” How much time had passed? I looked over my shoulder to discover I was surrounded by police and paramedics.

“We’ll take care of your friend, but the police would like to speak with you.”

“He’s taken a bullet to the left side. He’s bleeding—I can feel it—but I don’t know how bad it is.”

“Don’t talk about me like I’m not here!” DB complained. If he could grouse like that, then please God he wasn’t seriously hurt. “Ch-chain around my neck. Medic alert.” And then he slumped into unconsciousness.

One of the paramedics pulled out the chain DB always wore. I’d seen it, but I’d never seen the pendant on the end of it.

“Oh, shit!” The paramedic’s voice was tight. “He has a problem with a clotting factor. We have to get him to GW now.” They eased a backboard under him, got him on the stretcher, and then hoisted it into the back of the ambulance. “Dan, keep pressure on that wound!”