Chapter 58: Chapter 58

The door knob rattles. “Open up. Is he still here? Dae, open up and let me in.”

“I’m fine.”

Coby fingers an old scar on my stomach. That one’s from when McBane threw a lamp like the one on the table beside our cot. It shattered on the wall, rained hot oil and glass down on me while he laughed. He’s a sick fucker. I don’t know what I ever did to snag his attention, and if it wasn’t for Delia…

She’s waiting. “I’m fine, Dee, really.” I don’t think she believes it. “Give me a few more minutes here, please.”

“Dae,” she starts.

God.I don’t want to have to spell it out, not with Coby right here. “Please.” Please, Delia. Let me have this, please.“I’ll be out shortly.”