“Here,” I say, handing the bottle to Josiah. “Since we can’t get you to a hospital, this is the only other anesthetic we have. I’m going to have to fish that bullet out… and I promise that is not going to feel good. So, I recommend taking a big healthy drink.” “Roger that.” He takes a few huge gulps out of the bottle. “More,” I say, pushing him. “Ma’am, I—” “I know it probably doesn’t taste great,” I say, shaking my head. “But the less you feel—the easier this will be.” “Oh, it’s not that, Ma’am,” Josiah chuckles. “It tastes great. But that’s probably because you grabbed the expensive scotch.”
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