Chapter 13The next morning, no one wanted to go down to Gregor’s room with me.
“Portia needs us to be here with her.”
“Cowards,” I muttered at them.
“We know what he can be like when he’s recovering. Do you remember the time in the late eighties when that bastard shot him, and Portia insisted he stay with her? I’d rather face a nest of pissed off rattlesnakes.”
“When did you deal with rattlesnakes, Jeff?”
“Do you doubt I ever did?” That was the thing. He’d been all over the world, and it was not only possible that he had, but quite likely as well.
“Fine. See if I care. ‘It is a far, far better thing I do…’”
Jeff snickered and tried to look innocent. Ludo did a better job of it.
Tony gave me a smile that clearly stated he would make it up to me later that evening, and my return smil
