Johnny said, "I don't know." He freely admitted this. Johnny brushed a hand across his scruffy cheek. "I think I overheard one of the nurses say I might have a hole in my lung." Johnny toyed with the end of the straw in his Coke. "I might have to have surgery again." He was scared as hell about that.
They finally had a way out of all of this. Johnny was just waiting for his opening. He didn't want anyone to suspect what he'd done, so he had to get them angry enough to strike first. And he knew how hard that was going to be.