Diversion Box Set Volume 2 by Eden Winters

Author:Eden Winters [Winters, Eden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Manipulation, Redemption, Reunion
Publisher: Eden Winters
Published: 2019-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

“You got the list, right?” Lucky stopped the car at a red light.

“Sure do. And brought plenty of bags to carry the groceries in.” Trust Bo to bring recyclable bags.

The light turned green and Lucky hit the gas. Bang! He barely noticed the car’s backfire. “Oh, add oranges to the list. Those big kind without seeds.”

Bo didn’t reply. “Bo?” Lucky glanced over.

A quivering mass of man sat rocking on the seat. “No, no, no!”

Oh, God. “Bo? Bo!” Lucky pulled over onto the shoulder of the road. “Bo? Are you okay?”

Bo sat frozen, chanting, “No, no, no!” Lucky tried and failed to pull Bo’s arms away from his face.

He squalled tires in a U-turn.

The moment he stopped, Bo ran into the house, Lucky hot on his heels. “Fuck it all to hell!” Bo slammed the door open so hard a picture fell.

Moose whimpered and cowered behind the couch. Bo stopped in his tracks. “Well, damn.”

***

“I need to see Dr. Drake. It’s an emergency.” It wasn’t Lucky’s normal therapy day, but with Bo in meetings with Walter this morning, he’d take the opportunity.

“We’ve had a cancellation. Can you be here at ten?”

Lucky checked the clock on his laptop. “Yeah, I’ll be there.”

***

Dr. Drake sat in her usual spot, her normal, unflappable self.

“I don’t get it, doc. He’s not the same man he used to be.” Before Mexico didn’t need saying. Lucky paced through the office, dragging a hand through his hair.

“How so?” The doctor regarded him with all-seeing, but unjudging eyes, making spilling his guts a done deal.

“He gets pissed off over nothing, goes into rages, break things. Then gets all upset and kinda, I dunno, disappears into himself. Freaks out over loud noises.”

“You said he served in the Marines. How long?”

“Four years.”

“What has he told you about that time?”

“Next to nothing, except watching someone close to him die.”

“How about sleeping? Does he sleep well?”

“No. And he has nightmares.”

“Before he went to Mexico, did he lose control or have trouble sleeping?”

Had he? Oh yeah. “He doesn’t like sleeping in a bed ‘cause his dad used to tie him up and leave him. But he seemed okay when I was there.”

Doctor Drake nodded. “What was he like before?”

“Kinda reserved, except when giving me a piece of his mind. He’s one of those ‘save the world, let’s all hold hands and get along’ types. Except for the sleep thing and occasionally getting upset.”

“Lucky, what you’re describing are classic Post Traumatic Stress Disorder symptoms. Particularly the cowering when the car backfired. He may also suffer from survivor’s guilt, feeling guilty for living when his friend died.”

Or when workers in Mexico died. “But he didn’t act like this before our last case. Why now?”

“He didn’t show all these symptoms, or he was better at hiding them?” She cocked her head to the side.

Every coffee cup in the cabinet arranged handle out. All cans lined up, labels facing the same way. “Control. He has to be in control.”

“And in Mexico, he had no control, did he? You mentioned a man who’d been maimed.

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