“He was dazed, exhausted, and more than a little confused. He fell on the bed and drifted off into a twilight dream in which young Mexican girls were morphing into giant hogs. They chased him down back alleys and through the hallways of Blue Wolf. Nurses in white dresses appeared in front of him and then they, too, were suddenly great snorting hogs, racing toward him. He lashed out at them with his hands and saw his fingers being chomped off. He screamed and fell to the floor as the hogs closed ...in, their little eyes as determined and mindless as a Muslim militant's. He woke up with a start, his heart pumping wildly. What was Ole Big doing in bed at the Jackalope? Who had operated on him? Jack got up and walked obsessively back and forth across the room like it was a crime scene. He felt like a criminal himself. He should report this, get the whole agency involved. But that would put Michelle in a compromising position. He couldn't bear to think of her in jail. There was something finally happening between them.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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