"When its brains started leaking out the back of its head, it stood up. You took all the fight out of it."
Zerbrowski pushed into the small space, leaving the curtain gaping behind him. I could see a small boy with a bloody hand crying into a woman's shoulder. Dolph swept the curtain closed. I bet Zerbrowski was one of those people who never shut a drawer.
"They're still digging bullets out of the corpse. And every bullet's yours, Blake."
I just looked at him.
"You are such a bad ass, Blake."
"Somebody has to be with you around, Zerbrow. . ." I couldn't finish his name. It hurt. It figures.
"Are you in pain?" Dolph asked.
I nodded, carefully. "The doc's getting me painkiller. Already got tetanus booster."
"You've got a necklace of bruises blossoming on that pale neck of yours," Zerbrowski said.
"Poetic," I said.
He shrugged.
"I'll check in on the rest of the injured one more time, then I'll have a uniform drive you back to your place," Dolph said.
"Thanks."
"I don't think you're in any condition to drive."
Maybe he was right. I felt like shit, but it was happy shit. We'd done it. We'd solved the crime, and people were going to jail for it. Yippee.
The doctor came back in with the painkillers. He glanced at the two policemen. "Right." He handed me a bottle with three pills in it. "This should see you through the night and into the next day. I'd call in sick if I were you." He glanced at Dolph as he said it. "You hear that, boss?"
Dolph sort of frowned. "I'm not her boss."
"You're the man in charge, right?" the doctor asked.
Dolph nodded.
"Then..."
"I'm on loan," I said.
"Loan?"
"You might say we borrowed her from another department," Zerbrowski said.
The doctor nodded. "Then tell her superior to let her off tomorrow. She may not look as hurt as the others, but she's had a nasty shock. She's very lucky there was no permanent damage."
"She doesn't have a superior," Zerbrowski said, "but we'll tell her boss." He grinned at the doctor.
I frowned at Zerbrowski.
"Well, then, you're free to go. Watch those scratches for infection. And that bite on your shoulder." He shook his head. "You cops earn your money." With that parting wisdom, he left.
Zerbrowski laughed. "Wouldn't do for the doc to know we'd let a civie get messed up."
"She's had a nasty shock," Dolph said.
"Very nasty," Zerbrowski said.
They started laughing.
I sat up carefully, swinging my legs over the edge of the bed. "If you two are through yukking it up, I need a ride home."
They were both laughing so hard that tears were creeping out of their eyes. It hadn't been that funny, but I understood. For tension release laughter beats the hell out of tears. I didn't join them because I suspected strongly that laughing would hurt.
"I'll drive you home," Zerbrowski gasped between giggles.
I had to smile. Seeing Dolph and Zerbrowski giggling was enough to make anyone smile.
"No, no," Dolph said. "You two in a car alone. Only one of you would come out alive."
"And it'd be me," I said.
Zerbrowski nodded. "Ain't it the truth."
Nice to know there was one subject we agreed on.