issues across the country that I’d learned some of the cultural divide. I’d also seen it when Nicky fought anyone. He didn’t start fights, because he knew I wouldn’t approve, but he sure as hell finished them.
“Are you going to be mad at me?” he asked.
I thought about it and shook my head. “No.”
He smiled. “Does this mean the winner gets the girl?”
“Don’t push it.”
He smiled wider, which made him touch the cut in the corner of his mouth with his tongue again, more exploring to see how deep it was, which meant the wide smile had hurt, at least a little.
“I’ve still got to dump the ashes in the stream, and then we can get Domino to medical.”
“I can put the ashes in the water,” Manny said. “You take care of your boy.”
I shook my head. “I’ll finish my job, and we’ll stop on the way home to dump more in the river, because I’m still working.”
“You can’t mean to make him wait to get medical attention while you do all that,” Susannah said, holding Domino a little close and protectively.
“If he wants you to drive him to a hospital, or to the Circus of the Damned, that’s fine with me.”
“He beats me to shit, and you reward him,” he said, and he was coughing a little less.
I went to one knee beside him. “Nicky didn’t start this fight; you did. You drew first blood, and you did it while you were supposed to be on duty as my bodyguard, so you didn’t just take your attention away from guarding me, you took Nicky’s away from the job. If something bad had happened while the two of you were fighting, I’d have had to deal with it, with no help from either of you, because you let something spook you tonight. You let yourself lose sight of the job.”
“Heaven help anything that comes between you and your job,” he said.
“I’m done, you’re done, we’re done.”
His eyes got worried then. “What do you mean?”
“I think I was pretty clear, Domino.” I stood up.
“Anita, don’t do this.”
“You’re the one complaining that I’m not as serious with you as I am with Nicky, that I don’t have enough time and attention for you; well, you’re right. There are too many of you and not enough of me, so if you don’t like the way I run our relationship, then let’s be done. Now you’re free to find someone else who would think you’re the victim here, and not that you just picked a fight that you were too fucking weak to win.”
“I lose one fight and I’m weak.”
“You knew better than to pick a fight with Nicky. You train with him, Domino. You’ve seen him spar. Hell, you’ve sparred with him. You knew what would happen the moment you threw the first punch, and if you didn’t that makes you weak and stupid.”
“Anita, how can you say that?” Susannah asked, and she seemed genuinely outraged, but I was done discussing it.
I started walking toward the slope that I knew would eventually lead me to the stream. Nicky fell into step beside me. “In case you need bodyguarding between here and there,” he said, voice almost neutral.
I smiled and transferred the jar of zombie ash to my right hand, and offered him my left to hold. “What if we have to go for our guns?” he asked.
“I’ll risk it.”
“As your bodyguard I should refuse.”
“It’s up to you,” I said.
He smiled and took my hand. His knuckles were skinned and bleeding a little. It probably would have bothered Susannah, but it didn’t bother me. We walked through the graveyard, me covered in Domino’s blood, Nicky skinned up from hitting him, and I was okay with that. I felt relieved to be done with Domino; one tiger down, a few more to go.
37
DOMINO WAS TRYING to get out of his clothes when we came back from the stream. Susannah seemed confused as he asked for help out of the straps of his holsters and his shirt. She looked up at me. “He’s delirious.”
“No, he just doesn’t want to ruin his leather holsters when he shifts,” I said. I squeezed Nicky’s hand, knelt in the grass beside them, and started helping him take off the holsters that held both his handguns and the extra ammo clips.
Susannah was still half-cradling him as I started helping him slip his bloody shirt off. He flinched, and it was obviously hurting a lot. Nicky loomed over us. “Shirt’s ruined anyway,