Ides and Jason phone conversation from Chapter 17:
“When did he leave? Is he okay?” I pace in the bathroom, locked away, even though I’m on my own.
“Uh . . .” There’s some movement and a few more key strokes. “He left about two hours ago. He should be arriving soon. I don’t know which hotel he’ll pick though. He’s about as predictable as a parachuting gorilla—and those fuckers hurt if they land on you.”
I laugh. “I usually like monkeys rather than gorillas. They’re smaller.”
“And I give a fuck because . . . ?”
I laugh harder. “You’re such a dick.” I sit on the floor since the toilet seat is off limits until I’ve scrubbed that thing down.