Drake closed the door behind him, walked over to his couch, and collapsed on the seat. Leaning forward, he put his elbows on his knees and face in his hands. Breathed deep and exhaled in shuddering, exhausted relief. He closed his eyes to keep the world blocked out and loosened his tie further. He had to figure out a way to ditch them faster. One of these days, some punk was going to figure out what a great handhold they were. Or Jessie was going to kill him for getting so much blood on her favorite tie neither of them could get out in the wash. Even with all the practice they’d had. If she didn’t kill him for transferring blood from the trench coat to the couch first.
Fuck it. Wasn’t worth it.
Drake pulled the left sleeve of his coat and shirt up to his elbow. Like he’d thought; there was blood staining the bandage wrapped around last week’s knife slice. He let both arms flop back onto the couch and tilted his head back until he was resting on the backstop, starting at the ceiling. When no cosmic insight or personal revelations were forth coming, he sat back up, pulled a pack out of the breast pocket of the coat, and lit up a cigarette.
“Those things are going to kill you, you know.”
Drake looked over towards the bedroom; Jessie was leaning, shoulder and head, against the doorframe. Her hair cascaded over her shoulder in a braid down to her crossed arms, neatly framing her tank top and panties combo. The smell of jasmine and sage floated over with her as she strode over to the couch.
“I should be so lucky,” Drake muttered. Jessie snagged the cigarette out of his hands, took a drag as she sat down next to him, and returned the cigarette to his hands. He took a drag himself, deposited it over in the ashtray on the couch arm, and leaned his head against Jessie’s shoulder. She wrapped her arms around him and he rested a hand on her arm.
“Found the baby’s corpse,” Drake murmured into her shoulder.
“It took a bite out of Yu before I could shoot it. She’s in the hospital.”
Jessie began lightly stroking the back of his head. “I’ll drop by in the morning, give her the 101. Get some sleep. We can do the cleansing in the morning.”