Jake Randolph, Private Investigator Pt. 132

"Alright, Doc, I don't have time to listen to you prevaricate, so you have ten seconds to tell me how long I was out or I'm going to shoot you up with whatever it is I just loaded into this syringe."

"Listen, Randolph..."

"Ten...," I yelled.

"You don't understa..."

"Nine..."

"Randolph!"

"Eight..."

"Will you listen..."

"Seven..."

"I'm trying to tell..."

"Six..."

"Stop counting!"

"Five..."

"For God's sake, Randol..."

"Four..."

"Will you shut up..."

"Three..."

"Vic will kill..."

"Two..."

"Dammit, Randolph!"

"One," I said as I walked toward him, grabbed his arm, and pressed the end of the needle into it...