Chapter 7
Adam looked back at Mike as they finished dressing. “Are you going to be okay now, here by yourself? You ought to go to the police department and make a report, get it on the record about the attack. I have a good idea who did it, but no hard proof yet. Maybe I can get some, and if I do, I’ll make a report, too.”
Mike saw how he glared at the floor for a moment, raw rage building in his expression.
“These jerk-offs need to be pulled up short before they kill somebody. For all I know, they may already have. For sure they’ve contributed to several deaths with their drugs and alcohol—almost forcing ODs.”
“I need to get my van,” Mike reminded him. “How far is it to the police station? I can lock up here and walk over there, I guess.”
“No need. It’s on my way, so I’ll drop you of
