Chapter Eighty Four

No, I tell myself. That can't be possible. He was just....up there with me a minute ago. How can he just be....dead? Just like that. I reach down and shake him, hoping he'll come awake with a big jolt like he usually does when he's had too much to drink. "Rick?". I whisper tentatively. I shake him up, but nothing happens. He doesn't jolt or startle awake. So I shake him again. "Rick? Rick???". Still nothing. That's when I finally consider the possibility that perhaps he's really.....dead. I sit back on my heels, my body going limp with shock. If he's dead then that means....I killed him. My eyes widen and I turn to look at his lifeless body. Ace is right, I just killed a man. Unless..... unless we can take him to the hospital fast enough and they save him. That's what they do in hospitals right, they save people. I'm sure they can save him. So stiffly, I push up and walk towards the phone in the sitting room.

"Where are you going?". Ace asks, his gaze following me. I don't say a word