Jason Morris

Of The Blue And Red Order

“You should’ve taken him to the hospital instead of just calling me Joel” Emanuel said. He was sitting on a chair next to a battered older man laying on the couch whose shirt and pants were ripped from the obvious beating he took. His face was starting to swell and turn black, and Emanuel was having a tough time keeping the cuts on his face closed with just stretch bandages. “I’m going to have to stitch some of these wounds up.”