From G7:
"Ugh. Never. It's like he's gotten a boring-graft to his brain." Danny turned, finally, to the morning's work. "No thanks. I'm done with him," he winked at her, despite a twinge of ugliness in his throat. "He just doesn't know it yet."
***
Becca's voicemail hit him like a brain hemorrhage. Roddy's sister. Not the parents, of course.
"Danny? Roddy's - Roddy didn't - Roddy died, Danny. He got in a car accident on the way home."
That was all he heard the first time. It took him two full replays to get through the rest of the details, zombie out of his office and down to the street outside, and dial Becca's number on his phone.
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