CHAPTER 41: BROKEN SCORPION
Where am I? Cole wondered as he woke up. He couldn’t see.
Something was weighing down on him, covering his face and chest.
He tried to move his right arm to push it off.
When he came to again, he made a mental note that he was not to move his right arm. It felt like a dislocated shoulder (or at least, it had in that split second before his brain had shut down from the agony.)
He pushed the weight off and very slowly got to his feet.
He looked around (carefully, as it felt as if he’d sprained his neck).
Darkness, walls, garbage.
The thing that had been lying on him had been a body. It was not, as he gazed around, the only one in evidence. In fact, the alleyway only needed a layer of earth over it to qualify as a mass grave.
Did I kill them? he wondered groggily, did I do this?
He took a step.
When he came to again, he made a mental note that his left shin had been broken and that he wasn’t to walk on it.