Chapter 9The doctor who examined Eddie didn’t stitch up his wound. Instead he used butterfly bandages and then gave him an antibiotic—”Because even minor bullet wounds are nothing to fool around with,”—and a pain pill, as well as prescriptions for more of each.
It turned out that Marcus had an isolated fracture of the ulna, which required a cast to keep it stable until it healed. That would take four to six weeks he said when Eddie came into his room. “According to the doctor, I get to come back for X-Rays a couple of times to make certain it’s healing properly,” Marcus grumbled, adding in disgust, “This is going to play hell with my working the bar.”
“Better than being dead,” Eddie pointed out. “That would really screw things up.”
Marcus managed a smile. “True, that.” He looked down at
