Continued from Part 10:
I tried to wrench my hand away. “Henry, goddammit, that was Tucker. He needs help, we—”
Henry was whipping his head back and forth, eyes squeezed shut. “He’s gone, man, he’s gone, we can’t go, stay here—”
I yanked my hand away and crouched down next to him. “Listen, just—you’re safe here, okay? You’re okay. You just—just wait here f…