Chapter 96

The hums and the horns of vehicles cars, the party boys and girls dreaming and dancing to jams that played loudly from the clubs, none of these noises could pull John out of his thoughts. He was worried about Martha. There had been a lot of times she would have been shot dead or seriously injured if he wasn’t there covering for her—and those times there were usually other cops that were supposed to be backups too but, in those moments, they were caught up in trying to save themselves. Maybe he didn’t care that much about himself.

He usually watched studied the expensive cars that passed and sometimes mentally counted how many of a particular brand of cars passed him on the road, and when he drove past parties, he would slow down, listen and vibe to the songs they played. He was a party king back in the days when he was younger before the responsibilities of taking care of his siblings struck him after both their parents died in a plane crash on their way home after one of their numero