“I’m not asking you to take me to the gym. I’m not going near a bleeding rugby ball, and I’m not asking you to lie for me.” Looking him dead in the eyes, I said, “I am asking you to take me to her because I can’t fucking get there on my own. And I need to…and she needs me to…” My words broke off and I pinched the bridge of my nose. “If you don’t help me and something happens to her, I swear I’ll never forgive you for it, Gibs.” I’ll never forgive me. “That’s emotional blackmail.” “That’s the only hand I have,” I replied steadily.
