You Don't Know Jack by Adrianne Lee

Author:Adrianne Lee [Lee, Adrianne]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: cookie429, Kat, Extratorrents
Published: 2012-05-23T15:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

Take one man. Inflict damage. If he remains standing use larger weapon. Repeat until... until what? He cries "Uncle"? He's dead? I wasn't just a man-o-holic, I was a man-o-nilator.

First I get Apollo arrested for murder, then I blind him. He yipped, swore, tumbled back into the apartment landing hard on his bony butt. Double ouch.

I scrambled in after him. "Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod! I'm so sorry."

Like "sorry" would stop his eyes from frying. "Don't touch your face. Don't rub your eyes."

I tugged his hands to his sides. Resisting the urge to rub at his face for him. I'd read the instruction manual, knew the after effect. "Oleoresin capsicum is oil based and will spread to everything you touch, prolong the pain and even infect you worse."

"I can't see, I can't see." he whimpered.

If my eyes were on fire, I would be screaming. But though he writhed in anguish, he was almost silent. My remorse deepened, for I knew this response to pain originated in the years of abuse he'd suffered at the hands of his brutal father.

I forced myself to assess the damage. Apollo wasn't asthmatic, but sometimes pepper spray produced allergic reactions. "Are you having trouble breathing?"

"No."

"Okay. Blink. And keep on blinking. It will help clear the oil from your eyes." Trembling, I palmed my cell phone and started dialing.

He heard the beeping of punched-in numbers. "What are you doing?"

"Calling 9-1-1."

"No. No ambulance."

"Then I'll drive you to the Emergency Room."

"No hospital. No press. Internet. Find antidote. Get water. Wash my eyes."

My brain seemed to be running on slug-speed since the concussion, but the word "water" sliced through the sludge. I knew an antidote. I rushed to the sink, pulled down the huge bowl I used for making double batches of Christmas cookies. I filled it three quarters full with water and then added one-quarter part Dawn, the grease cutting dish liquid.

I gingerly carried the bowl to Apollo. His eyes were swollen and red. I managed to get him into a sitting position. "Close your eyes, hold your breath and dip your face into this, while I go get something for your eyes."

I hurried into my bathroom, digging through the medicine cabinet for the saline solution. The stronger the dosage of capsicum, the worse the effects. My lipstick tube of pepper spray was the lowest strength possible. I'd wanted a deterrent, not a deadly weapon. The stinging would cease within the hour, maybe less, but to Apollo every second had to feel like an eon.

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