Chapter 55
Merrick checked the rafters. It might have been an obvious hiding place, but maybe he’d luck out for a change.
“Your head’s bleeding.”
“What?” Merrick touched his left temple, then found blood on his fingertips. “I hit the window in the wreck.”
“Here.” Grant removed his outer shirt, then pressed a wad of it against Merrick’s head.
“That’s going to hurt later, for sure.”
“I’m probably going to freak out later.”
Merrick smiled. “We’ll get through this, I promise.”
“Do you think my dad’s okay?”
“Yeah.” He was counting on that, anyway.
Grant remained quiet, perhaps numb to everything, afraid of what horrible thing he was going to have to face about his dad’s fate.
Merrick took several deep breaths. How much longer would his body take this abuse before he lost a fight that he couldn’t recover from? It wasn’t like all of their jobs went this badly, but what if this one job was all it took?
Grant re-positioned the shirt.