The Long Hot Summer (Billionaire Season Book 1) Read Online Free PDF Page B

thoughts and emotions are getting away from you right now, Dr. Selig can help you put all the pieces back in place. Where do you keep your meds, let me see the bottles, this isn’t a game, you can’t play games with your mind and your health.”
    “No, you’re right, I should be more careful,” he said, unlocking a desk drawer and tossing a half dozen pill bottles into William’s lap. “Lithium, Seroquel, Risperdal, Xanax, etcetera, etcetera, fucking bullshit placebos. But no need for Viagra, thank you very much, my dick stays so hard a cat couldn’t scratch it,” he laughed at that and at the look of worry on William’s face. “I’m okay, Wills, I’ll make it through. I’ll never get over it, that’s all. I dream about Mother, she’s a ghost now and she’s haunting me and she’s so… hateful and cold. I hate ghosts and she won’t stay away so I just live with it and every once in a while the punishment gets out of hand.”
    “Please don’t call me Wills, I’m not our father and I’ll nev er be over it either. Mother died, we didn’t, and so we go on. Everyone has their cross to bear, didn’t you pay attention in Sunday school?” William looked through the pill bottles and it was obvious that Walden hadn’t been taking the anti-psychotics. That was bad news and when William realized his brother was no longer babbling he looked up and was shocked. Walden had removed the black shirt he wore and his chest and stomach were covered with angry red slash marks that had broken the skin and were caked with dried blood. “Walden, what have you done?”
    “Oh shit, fuck man, it’s hot in here isn’t it? I’m fucking burning up and I itch like a son of a bitch. My skin, yeah I have trouble with it, well, I had trouble with this girl, you know I attract these crazies like a fucking magnet. It was what she wanted and she was down in one of the lounges and she started in on one of the S&M dudes with this leather cane. Long story short, he was new to the club and he freaked so I stepped in and took his place. I took her to my private room, the confessional is what they call it, and she was way too fucking into it. No blood, no harmful pain here at The Cathedral, those rules are set in stone. Have you seen them? They’re carved into the stone mantle in the foyer, no blood… no harm…. It’s about pleasure, Wills, it’s an escape.”
    William picked up the receiver of the vintage black phone on the desk and held it to his ear. Abigail answered and he told her to come upstairs right away and bring a first aid kit.
    “Ah, chere! What have you done to yourself?” she said, crossing herself and murmuring a silent prayer as soon as she had a look at Walden’s tortured body. “Come on, come with me you crazy pretty bastard, you’re dripping blood all over the floor. I will take you to your room and put you in the shower and then I will fix you up with stinging ointment. That way you can remember and stop doing these bad things to yourself, you hear me, chere?” She rambled on and Walden rolled his eyes at William and followed her along the upper gallery that had a perfect view into the rooms below.
    “I need to speak with you, are you in the club?” William held his cell phone to his ear and waited for Tanya to reply.
    “I am, I’m rather busy at the moment, what do you need?” she asked, she was out of breath and trying hard to sound businesslike.
    “Sorry to interrupt but I need a doctor ASAP. I’m upstairs with Walden, he has some fairly deep cuts on his torso but mostly he needs a strong sedative. I want him knocked out so I can drive him to Greenlea tonight and decide on a course of action. He’s pretty well out of it. See if there’s a physician in the club right now, if not get hold of Jim Bishop, he’s a member so he won’t be telling tales to the general public.”
    “Dr. Bishop’s here, I’d recognize his red devil mask anywhere, the man’s a walking cliché. We’ll be right up,”