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“How’s ?”

Lucas sat up as best he could in his hospital bed and gave Heller a little head nod before he replied, pointing to his groin, “I’ll be better when they take this tube out of ular hospital”

“Least you ain’t handcuffed to the bed in here”

“Not like it et up and walk, where would I go?”

“I hear you on that Jail sucks, but trust me, prison is worse”

“No shit They got you sweeping the floors now?”

“Yeah, but I can’t complain No tube in my dick”

Heller h the

Lucas looked up at the box-shaped televisionlooked older than hi a flat screen and some decent channels when you're stuck in bed all day and all nighthandcuffed to the bed worth it

The nurse walked in and announced, “Good, you’re awake You’ve got visitors” He left as quickly as he’d arrived, probably going off shift—unlike Lucas and Heller, he got to go hoet a chance to ask who his visitors were, but he didn’t have to wait long to find out

The two detectives caer and fatter of the tas first in He leaned against the rail at the foot of the bed andthe television

“What are you two doing here? This ain’t your kind of case,” Lucas remarked

“We’re organized crime You work for Harry Lee This is our case”

“Then you wasted your tis to say about Harry Lee You all need to quit harassing him He’s just a misunderstood businessman”

“Whose driver went all horror movie on two people”

“Did I?”

“If you didn’t, who did?”

“I’ll tell you the sa I told everybody else You want to knoho killed that white boy and his bitch, I need to be doing my recovery on the outside”

“That’s not going to happen,” Anderson said

“You shot at a cop,” Cranston added, “even if you’re cleaner than virgin snow, you aren’t walking away on that”

“Sure, but then I got shot like six tiht and shit I think I’ve suffered enough”