Chapter 91

“They want you to take one every eight hours for now, and then in two days you can decide.” He looked at Chad. “You want one now?”

“I took a pill this morning around six. What time is it?”

“A little after two. It’s time, then.” Jeff made quick work handing over the other pill. “This one will make you drowsy. Want to get settled in bed?”

“Yeah. But I think I can make it myself, Jeff.”

“Probably so, but how about I follow you, and if you need me, let me know, okay?”

Chad shrugged. “Suit yourself.” He swallowed the second pill with another swig of his drink.

He pulled himself up and made his way slowly up the stairs to the second floor. He couldn’t believe how achy he felt. The arm in the cast didn’t really hurt, though. At the moment, it was more annoying than anything. He walked into his bedroom and was glad he had picked up yesterday. Didn’t need dirty boxers lying around.