Tuck took the pills and then the water, so he could wash them down. "Thank you," he breathed to Stutely. "He is a prick. I still don't understand who he thinks I slept with. Unless he somehow found out about Eleanor?" But that had been ages ago, and Will had been there too. And would the sheriff honestly care that Will and Tuck had had a threesome with John's mother?
"'spose we should clean me up. All I can taste is blood. It's awful. Will," he said, taking Scarlet's hand, "will you stay? I don't want to be alone." The thought of trying to sleep alone tonight was awful.