Donna & Elliot
[All stories in this series:
1: Drew 2: Vicky 3: Egs 4: Danson 5: Egs & Danson 6: Nelle 7: Elliot 8: Emmeline 9: Josie 10: Nelson 11: Jase 12: Hilda 13: Jase & Danson 14: Drew & Vicky 15: Donna & Elliot]
Egs nodded to the police officers on guard outside Donna and Elliot’s room as she and Danson entered. They nodded back and continued the crossword puzzle they were doing together. Guard duty for two criminals who couldn’t move wasn’t exactly the highlight of their careers, and neither could be bothered to comment on the pillowcase that Danson was folding.
Inside the room, they both dropped their eyes until Elliot was blindfolded.
“If that comes off, you get a new hole, got it?” Danson warned him, “I don’t care about any trouble I’ll get into, I will shoot you if I think that thing is coming out.”
Elliot nodded slowly, one hand coming carefully to his face to adjust the blindfold into a more comfortable position. His face was free of burns, pale but for his lips which were a bright red.
Danson sat where he could see both patients, allowing Egs the freedom of the room. Continue reading