When I came to, Trent was kneeling over me. “I got it all,” he said when I opened my eyes. “Trouble is, he got away.”
“f**k!” I tried to sit up and my head swam.
He put his arm around me to help, asking, “How are you feeling?”
“Stupid question. How do you think I feel?” I growled as I gingerly touched my jaw. “It least he didn’t break it I guess, since I can talk, but it hurts like hell.”
“We’ll get you to the hospital to make sure.”
“No. I don’t do doctors unless I think I’m dying. You should know that. They cost money.”
“Damn, Charlie. I’ll pay.”
“It’s still no.” I moved my jaw carefully. “It’ll be fine. I’ve taken punches before.” I put my hand on the edge of the island to pull myself to my feet. “What now? Did he say enough so you can take the tape to the cops?”
“Yes and no. He
