"Judith Lamb - A Good Boy" - читать интересную книгу автора (Lamb Judith)

Jack focused his eyes on her. She had red hair and was wearing a white dress. A stethoscope hung around her neck and a badge pinned to her collar read, "Mona Davidson, RN."

Nurse Davidson gently patted his arm. "I'll get you a pain pill," she said.

"You did a very brave thing, Jack," Sister Mary said. "When I came back to the trailer and saw you and that thug on the floor I thought he'd killed you." She smiled a wicked smile. "I convinced him to stay put."

"Wha...?" Jack struggled to understand.

"The police have him now."

OH, jeez, he was dead meat for sure. The Squeeze had a long memory. As if she could read his mind, Sister Mary said, "Francis explained about your debt. When you're feeling better you and I are going to have a long talk about economics."

Jack shuddered.

"Now don't you worry about that thug. I gave him his five hundred and he seemed quite agreeable to drop the matter of interest." She came closer.

"They say you'll be able to leave the hospital tomorrow. You have a slight concussion is all."

"How...the money...where did..."

Sister Mary's broad face broke into a wide smile. "Why, from the thousand dollars reward you received from the parish."

Jack grimaced in pain when he smiled but he didn't care. He had himself five hundred bucks. He wondered what Molly was doing next weekend.

"I wish you could have seen Father Matthew's face when I gave him the other five hundred dollars. He couldn't believe a young fellow would turn down that much money. But I let him know who you are."

Jack felt tears stinging his eyes.

Sister Mary kissed him gently on his forehead. "You're a good boy, Jack," she said.

THE END