107. MY DISTRACTION

"Gunther is visiting from Dallas.," Jay informed Darian.

"He doesn't have to come," he grumbled in response. "Call him and tell him to stay back. I was shot in the arm and not the brain." He sat on the couch with the help of Jay.

"I thought about it, boss," Jay said thoughtfully. "And I suggested that he stayed back in Dallas, but Gaius insisted that he come to visit."

"Oh, let them have their way then." Darian threw his hands like he didn't care about whatever they planned. It'd been a week since he got discharged from the hospital, a week of staying at home, unable to make use of his left arm, a week of being almost useless, he hated that.

"Is there something you'd like me to do for you?" Jay asked.

Darian shook his head, nothing for now. Jay and Lena had been very supportive since he got back home. Sometimes he felt he was a burden to them, so he lessened his demands, and declined whenever they asked if he wanted them to do something for him.

"About my mother," his eyes darted to