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“You’re a psycho,” she yelled. “You’d be angry if he didn’t answer. Now, you’re angry because he’s keeping me awake whenIcalled him?”
“What the fuck she want with you, Mort?”
“Christopher—”
“Hold on, baby. Ain’t talkin’ to you. I got to see what type of offense this is.”
“The kind that’ll get you locked out if you don’t give me my phone.”
“Can’t fuck you anyway, Megan, so I’m already locked out your pussy.”
She huffed. “I thought you were with Jo.”
“I came to check on you. You keep fuckin’ insistin’ Johnnie around.”
“What, er…?”
“See, Mort? Know what my ass thinkin’? Megan fuckin’ callin’ you cuz of that knocked out motherfucker. Whenyoushould’ve told me, instead of Rebel.”
Meggie’s groan matched Mortician’s.
“Did you kill Johnnie?”
Mortician blinked at the note in Meggie’s voice.
“I can, Megan. You soundin’ kinda hopeful. Here, baby, talk to Mort while I go shoot Johnnie in the head.”
“What?” Meggie cried.
All Mort could do was swallow. Prez was so fucking serious.
“Wait, wait, wait!”
Alarms started beeping. Her pulse and blood pressure must’ve skyrocketed.
“I didn’t mean it, Christopher,” she sobbed.
“Calm down, baby. He won’t feel no pain.”
“Prez, Meggie didn’t call me because of Johnnie,” Mortician said quickly. “It was because Bailey called her.”
“Johnnie been hauntin’ the fuckin’ stairwell, makin’ me think my woman hallucinatin’ and she ain’t called you over that motherfucker?”
“Everything okay in here?” an authoritative female voice said.
“Get the fuck outta here, nurse bitch,” Outlaw ordered, sounding frighteningly like his old self.
“But—”
“I’m fine,” Meggie swore.
“I’ll check in five minutes,” the woman said.
“Make it ten,” Outlaw ordered.
“Can you lower my bedrails?” Meggie asked, so frantic Mort felt for her.
“You were sedated,” the nurse answered.
