Chapter 71

• When I finished Katy sat back on her side of the seat and pondered the situation. I was again contemplating how such a well-planned night had gone to shit with me as the main ingredient. My ribs still hurt and, now that the adrenalin had worn off, I was getting sharp pains with each breath.
• “You did what you had to do,” Katy said finally, “I can’t think of any other way you could have handled it given the circumstances.”
• “Thank you,” I said meekly, “Katy, I’m sorry it…” She stopped me in mid-sentence with her hand.