Chapter 26 – Consequences
“Breeder's blood,” Senzon said, shaking his head. “You really are a piece of work, boy. I've never seen someone do so much stupid stuff without getting himself killed.”
Jerry blinked and looked around. He was back on stage at the Green Meadow's Brew. The bar was empty—he and Senzon were the only ones there. They both sat on stage on the musicians' stools. “I'm dreaming again. Right?”
“You're unconscious, if that's what you mean. Got yourself beaten like an egg in a bowl.”
“I was outnumbered.” Jerry folded his arms across his chest. “There were four of them. And I got the best of the first two.”
Senzon snorted. “Yeah, you're a real winner.”
“Was there something you wanted, old man? Or are you just here to annoy me?”
“I'm here to help. That's what I've always
