CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE
(part two)

“Are you all right?” Sandy asked.

“Sure,” Aden nodded. “Just an easy night in jail.”

“You weren’t…”

“Raped?” Aden laughed. “That’s never happened to me. No, I was kept on my own. I had the night to think about my sins. The DA didn’t want anything else to happen to me.”

Sandy smiled.

“Will you lose your job?” she asked.

“No,” Aden shook his head. “You’ve probably heard that Celia predicted this would happen. Jacob said that Sam would stay until this was over. I’m ready to do what I need to do to move on.”

“You’re hands are pretty banged up,” Sandy said.

“I’m not accustomed to hitting people,” Aden nodded.

“That’s a good thing.”

“Listen, I’m really worried about you,” Aden said. “Jill said that these injuries aren’t minor and…”

“I…”

“Looks like we’re going to find out,” Anjelika said as she walked in the room. “It’s time to meet the doctors. They are waiting outside.”

“Sorry, I’m late,” Seth came in the room with a box of donuts. “I needed some sustenance. Donut anyone?”

Denver Cereal continues tomorrow….