Suds and Sam by Stella Marie Alden

Author:Stella Marie Alden [Alden, Stella Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-16T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Suds

After I dropped Sam off at the subway, I drive north to where my pal Lucky guards Bannerman. As I approach the safe house apartment, the volume of their argument increases. Apparently Friday is the congressman’s evening to spend with the girlfriend but, his lawyer has forbidden it and Lucky is making loverboy stay put.

I knock, wave at the camera, and my pal opens the door, quickly shutting it behind him.

“The bloke’s a bloomin’ disaster.” Grinning, he takes me in a bear hug and slaps me so hard I need to step back to keep my balance. “How the hell are ya?”

“Good.”

He assesses me from head to toe, then punches my arm. “Nah-yeah. You look like shit.”

I grin and take him in a headlock. “And y’all look like somethin’ the cat dragged in.”

Caught in my arm, Lucky glances up and down the hallway. “Where’s your pretty sheila? I thought for sure you’d be shagging your way through the weekend.”

“I dropped her off at the subway… I ah, told her we were through.” I let him go.

“Oi, it’s like that, is it? Sorry to hear it mate.” He checks the stairway then leans against the wall waiting for me to start talking.

“Can I ask you a personal question?” As sweat drips down my sides and my heart races, my pal’s eyes narrow as he senses my fear.

“Sure. Fire away.”

“You know how me and everyone staged an intervention for-”

“Not something I’d likely forget. I was fookin’ pissed as hell.” He crosses his arms and his fists clench. “But I get it, now. You were right. I needed some help.”

“The dreams and shit? Are they gone?” I search his face, praying somehow he’s recovered because if he can, maybe I can, too.

“Not a hundred percent… Why… did Callie ask you to talk to me?” His gaze narrows.

I need to respond before he decks me but I don’t even know where to begin. Rasping my hand across the stubble on my chin, I pace the hallway until he grabs my arm.

“Oh for Crike’s sake. Spit it out, mate.”

“I almost killed Sam this morning.” The words tear my guts inside out.

“Fuckeroo. What happened?”

“I have no idea. I woke up with my hands around her neck.” Perspiring like mad, I squat on my heels, elbows on my knees, and bury my face in my hands,

Lucky pushes me over, then squats beside me while I get up off my ass. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a card. “You should’ve dealt with this bloody shit when I did. Call my doc and tell him I asked you to take my appointment. What the hell you waitin’ for?”

“I thought I could handle it.”

“Well, pull up yer big boy pants, stop pissin’ and moanin’, and get the fook out of here because I got a job to do.” He lifts me up, punches me in the arm, then slaps me on the back. “I love you, ya batshit crazy mother-fuck-ah.”

“Same here… and thanks.”

At home, I pour myself a drink, and settle in to watch Netflix.

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