Chapter 10
The three women enveloped Cassidy and it was left to Angelo to keep a level head and roll his friend’s wheelchair to the side, freeing a blockage in the flow of traffic when the next elevator load spilled out. He considered trying to also move the four women, now catching up on news, out of the way, but decided that his long-term survival would be improved if he left them to their own devices.
He rapped his knuckles sharply on Russell’s leg cast, noted the slight wince and rapped it once more with a little more force.
“How in the hell did you break that?”
“It was Cassidy’s idea.”
“Was not.” Somehow she’d heard despite the half-dozen paces and stream of tired tourists that separated them. She came over to stand beside her husband’s wheelchair. The hand she stroked over his h
