by Kevin Wright
“Your father lives, Peter.”
“Huh?” Peter grunted in shock. “ How? Where?”
“The hospital,” Detective Winters said. “I bore him out myself.”
“You?”
“Credit Sid with saving your father, for he discovered him,” Detective Winters said. “They are both at the hospital. Sid does well. Your father, however, is in a coma. And no, Peter, he is not infected. He was lucky. He lives. Someday, he will walk again.”
Peter took a deep breath, smiling for the first time in perhaps the last week. He lolled back, grunting, into the soft trash bags at his back, and he was home again on his soft sofa. “Hey, Winters?” he coughed suddenly. “What were they saving him for? My dad, I mean? And those guys in the cages? They still alive? What were they saving them for? And what was that thing? Was it in the gun?”
Detective Winters met his eye and held it.
“Those questions do not demand answers, Peter,” Detective Winters said. “You should know better by now. Best to forget them. Put them away.”
“Put them away? Forget them?” Peter said. “The questions? Or those men down there?” Peter struggled to move; he grabbed Detective Winters by the sleeve, his knuckles trembling, white. “My questions, Winters. If they don’t demand answers, then what do they demand?!”
Detective Winters looked him in the eye. “They demand action.”
The End.
Also by Kevin Wright:
- Lords of Asylum http://amzn.to/242AqeO
-GrimNoir http://amzn.to/1KW1XlS
-The Clarity of Cold Steel http://amzn.to/2jQChDK
About the Author
Kevin Wright studied writing at the University of Massachusetts in Lowell and fully utilized his bachelor’s degree by seeking and attaining employment first as a produce clerk and later as an emergency medical technician and firefighter. His parents are thrilled.
For decades now he has studied a variety of martial arts but steadfastly remains not-tough in any way shape or form. He just likes to pay money to get beat up, apparently.
He enjoys reading a little bit of everything and writing sci-fi, fantasy, and horror. He does none of it well. Monster City, his debut novel, is his second venture into the realm of novel writing. His first was nigh-unreadable. Kevin continues to write in his spare time and is currently working on another full-length novel.