"Sheri?" I asked."She'll be alright," Dan said softly. I could see he was hurting, and I don't mean physically."Not your...fault," I told him. I knew the guilt would be killing him."I fucked up, Steve. God, I'm so sorry. I was watching her, I swear I was. I don't know how she got away. I know you must hate me. I'll leave if you want." The poor fucker was practically in tears."No. I...love you man," I said, doing my best to grin.He chuckled, wiping his eyes. "You're not getting my Bud Light." Old inside joke."Where?""Jaime went for her. Relax. You did good, jerkoff."I learned a little of what happened, in bits and pieces. Mark couldn't get the limo down the alley, and had to park it. He started at the wrong end, and was late getting to the scene. Dan never got past the first guy, and though I managed to delay anyone else joining our little get-together, when the asshole I'd knocked into the wall climbed on my back and started to make a pincushion out of me with a knife, things
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