Peyton's Pleasure (77 page)

“
You
a
r
e
g
oing to
p
re
s
s
c
h
a
r
g
e
s,
r
i
g
ht
?
”
the
s
ec
ond
poli
ce
m
an a
sk
e
d.

“
H
e
ll,
y
e
s.
The
b
a
st
ar
d
do
e
sn
’
t
n
ee
d
to
be
out
wh
er
e
he
c
a
n
hu
r
t

som
e
one
e
ls
e
.”
s
h
e
s
a
id.

Th
e
y
p
r
omis
e
d to l
e
t h
e
r
know wh
e
n th
e
y
h
a
d him
in
c
usto
d
y
.

The
do
c
tor
re
tu
r
n
e
d
with
the
nu
r
se
a
f
e
w
minut
e
s
l
a
t
er
.
“
L
ooks like
y
ou
h
a
ve a
mild
c
on
c
ussion.
I
’
m
g
oing
to
k
e
e
p
y
ou
ov
er
n
i
g
ht
so we
ca
n monitor
y
ou.
W
e
’
ll n
ee
d to w
a
ke
y
ou up
e
v
e
r
y
two hou
r
s.

“
I
’
ll
s
e
t
m
y
a
l
a
r
m
a
t
hom
e
.
I
w
a
nt
to
g
o
hom
e
.
I
d
on
’
t
w
a
nt
to
st
a
y h
ere
.”

“
Unl
e
ss
y
ou
ca
n
c
ome
u
p
with
som
e
one
to
st
a
y with
y
ou,
y
ou
’
r
e st
a
y
i
n
g
h
e
r
e
.
You
took
a
p
re
t
t
y
g
ood
kn
o
c
k
on
y
our
h
e
a
d,
y
ou
n
g l
a
d
y
,
”
the
do
c
tor
insist
e
d
.

“
I
f
y
o
u
’r
e
su
r
e
sh
e’
ll be
ok
a
y
,
y
ou
c
a
n s
e
nd
h
e
r
hom
e
.
I
’
ll
w
a
t
c
h h
er
.”
R
y
k
e
r
stood just inside
the
e
x
a
m
r
oom doo
r
.

G
ra
d
y push
e
d
th
r
o
u
g
h
n
e
x
t.
“
I
f
y
ou
don
’
t
w
a
nt
him
to,
I
’
ll
st
a
y with
y
ou,”
h
e
s
a
id.

R
y
k
e
r
g
l
are
d
a
t
the
oth
e
r
m
a
n
but
didn
’
t
s
a
y
a
w
o
r
d.
The
two
m
e
n

stood blo
c
king
the
door
a
nd the
do
c
tor
look
e
d a
li
t
tle
a
gg
ra
v
a
t
e
d.
“
Pe
y
ton?
W
hi
c
h
is
it
g
o
i
ng
to
b
e
?
Do
I
w
r
ite
o
r
d
er
s
f
or
y
ou
to
b
e

obs
er
v
e
d h
e
r
e
or
di
s
c
h
a
r
g
e
o
r
d
er
s
?
”

Pe
y
ton d
r
e
w in a
d
e
e
p b
r
ea
th
a
nd
c
on
t
e
mpl
a
t
e
d h
e
r
options.
“
Dis
c
h
a
r
ge
o
r
d
e
r
s.
I
w
a
n
t to
g
o hom
e
,”
she
whisp
ere
d.

H
e
r
h
ea
d
hu
r
t,
h
e
r
t
h
r
o
a
t
hu
r
t,
a
nd
she
f
e
lt
di
r
t
y
a
ll
ov
er
.
S
he

w
a
nt
e
d a
sho
w
e
r
a
nd to
l
ie
down.

“
Ok
a
y
,
the
nu
r
se
will
be
b
ac
k
with
y
our
p
a
p
e
r
wo
r
k
in
a
lit
t
le whil
e
.
I
f
y
ou
h
a
v
e
a
n
y
q
u
e
stions,
be
su
r
e
to
c
a
ll
the
numb
e
r
th
a
t
will be
a
t
the
bottom
of
the
p
a
p
er
s.”
He
look
e
d
poi
n
t
e
d
l
y
a
t
the
two
m
e
n blo
c
king
the
doo
r
.

R
y
k
e
r
a
nd
G
ra
d
y mov
e
d
a
side
a
s
the
do
c
tor
l
ef
t,
sh
a
king
his
h
ea
d. The
nu
r
se
f
ollo
w
e
d b
e
h
i
nd him.

“
A
r
e
y
ou
r
ea
l
l
y
o
k
a
y
?
”
G
ra
d
y
a
sk
e
d,
w
a
lking
o
v
e
r
to
the
st
re
t
c
h
e
r wh
er
e
she
w
a
s
sitting
i
n
a
s
e
mi
-
r
ec
lin
e
d
posit
i
on.
S
he
c
lut
c
h
e
d
t
h
e sh
ee
t b
e
tw
e
e
n h
e
r
h
a
nds,
thou
g
h she
w
a
s in a
ho
s
pit
a
l
g
own.