Chapter 8While Jamie recounted the tale to Jim, Bull sat in Greg’s office.
“How long do I have to keep coming to see you? I like you, Greg, but this is too much. I’ve been here every morning at eight, yet you still won’t release me.”
“You’ve had fourteen appointments. Fourteen hours to tell me what is so wrong with Jamie. You haven’t and since that is the root of the problem, I can’t release you until you do.”
Bull sighed. “Tommy Edwards was his name. He was a f**k buddy. At the time I only had a few years before I could go into a reserve unit and he ruined me.”
“Why do you think he did that?” Greg asked from behind his desk.
“Because he was a twink.”
The office was orderly, as was Greg’s mind, not like Jamie.
But Jamie’s house was orderly.
But his mind isn’t.
How would you know?
