Sep 20, 2004 14:19
Oz is troubled. Angry and quiet and doesn't seem to want to talk to me about what is on his mind. Probably because I'm pretty locked in my own feelings right now. I hope he'll come to me if he needs to talk, but I'm giving him some emotional space right now.
My knee hurts like a son of a bitch, but there was no permanant damage done. It's bandaged up and in a brace. I'm on cruches. Go team me. I needed to see the club. Take in the damage and face what happened there. Preach will want to open it back up soon and we should do that. If we stay closed then it looks like Ray and his bastards won.
So, I'll have things ready to open ASAP. I asked Preach to swing by and pick me up on his way in. He was sweet and told me sure thing.
I talked to Connor and asked if he would meet me at the club. I want his opinion on what we should do to make sure this never happens again. Besides, I need to know if he blames me and if there is anything I can do to assure him...that I tried my best to keep everyone safe.