Chapter 42: I'll Bleed You Dry Playing the Victim

He dialed the number Cooper Juggins had used yesterday. As expected, it said the number was no longer in service. It didn't matter to Miller Cutmore. Finding him wouldn't be hard. At the surgical ward of Xavon General Hospital, Cairo Juggins lay flat on his back like a mummy-steel pins in multiple bones, splints strapped tight, bandages swaddling him from head to toe. He needed help to eat, drink, and use the toilet. Dominick stood beside him, cursing nonstop. He railed at the hospital's prices,...