Tag: Curt O’Connor

Chapter 59

Curt opened his eyes. His mouth tasted like cotton, and all of his limbs felt sleep-dead, like he’d been asleep for- ‘Doc?’ he said, his voice dry, his mouth begging for water. ‘Doc, what the fuck? Parker-2 sat on the bed, a hospital-issue plastic cup in his hand, a long straw slowly swaying as he held the cup. ‘Drink.’ Curt… Read more →