Chapter 67

THE DOOR CREAKED open and a bloodied and battered Roland walked in, dragging the oak stick behind him with one hand. The other hand hung useless and limp. Two of his rib bones stuck out and tore through his skin, his stomach was almost torn open and he walked with a heavy limp.

Rosetta glanced up from her nails she was painting. “Damn.” She exclaimed. “You look like you just hot hit by a train.”

Roland ignored her and she went back to painting her fingernails. “What happened?” she asked without looking up.

“You were supposed to be there. I thought you were behind me.” Roland said in a wheezing voice.

“Oh yeah... I changed my mind and headed back home. I figured you are a big boy that can handle himself.” She said absently, blowing on her nails at the same time.

Roland grunted.

“Did you get Jamie?” Rosetta asked.

“No I did not ‘get’ Jamie.” Roland snarled. “Jamie almost ‘got’ me.” He took in a sharp breath of pain.

“So... he’s still alive.” Rosetta said, more of a statement than a ques
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