Chapter 5
Later, when Lathe woke up, he was feeling pretty good until he looked down and saw his hospital gown edged in—lace!
His eyes widened, and he choked with anger as he began ripping at it.
“I’ll kill him!” he yelled over and over again until he heard a sound, whirled around and saw the door fly open with the doctor, his nurse, and a couple of orderlies running into the room.
“Where is he? Where is that son of a…” And then he saw him. “You!” he yelled, pointing at Anjelo, whom he saw peeking out from behind a muscled orderly. “I’ll kill you so dead…”
“It was a joke, Lathe. My God, can’t you take a joke?”
“Joke? You call covering a man in lace, a joke?”
He lunged up, ignoring the tubes sticking out of his arms and headed toward Anjelo with death in his eyes, but before he could
