Disabled
Nicky pleaded, already sobbing.
"Don't worry, I'll just have to fuck everything off and everyone posing a better figure, a lifeline from me!" He puffed in from his cigarette. "And you my dear will explain sooner or later who you planned to meet." He kept shaking his head at Nicky. "You must be wondering where you are, don't worry, you are not far off. You are right in the house, in my lair, where I get answers." Ken roared in laughter and summarised, coughing out severely.
Ken's health was getting worsened by the day. Whenever he coughed, he drank saying it was his cure. He sort for a bottle of beer but he had exhausted all that was left.