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Turk and Virgil were always fighting and squabbling. Nothing new. But this time they were fighting more, and about everything, and almost in a vicious way. It was so bad that, when it became necessary to send somebody to investigate in Denver, Danny and Rusty decided to send Turk, while the rest of the gang was still working on the case in Los Angeles. Hopefully this would have brought back the tranquillity necessary to finish the job.
But then Virgil got shot. It was something totally unexpected, because the job wasn’t a dangerous one. And yet, somehow, it happened. Luckily, the wound wasn’t very serious, but of course Turk jumped on the first available plane to Los Angeles, leaving the investigation in Denver. Once at the house, he left his suitcase in the hallway and marched in Virgil’s room. But Linus stood between him and the door, leaving Turk, Rusty and Danny (who were taking care of Virgil with Linus) a little surprised.
“Linues, move, I want to go see my brother, you know”, said Turk, without trying to mask the irritation.
“It’s better not,” answered Linus. Both Danny and Rusty loudly sucked in the air, in a very amused way.
“And why is that?” asked Turk to Linus.
“He needs to rest”.
Turk shrugged. “So? He can rest with me in the room”.
Turk got closer to the door, but Linus stepped in front of him again. Danny and Rusty took a step forward, now looking alarmed rather than amused.
“Sorry, Turk, but I don’t think it’s a good idea”, said Linus.
“Is he going to hit him?” asked Rusty to Danny, which prompted Danny to say: “Don’t hit the kid, Turk”.
“I’m not hitting anyone if he lets me enter. Look, I’m tired and…”
“I know!” interrupted Linus. “That’s the point. The doctor said that Virgil needs a lot of rest and quiet. And if you go in there he’ll get… well… agitated”.
Turk frowned. “Why?”
“Because… you were always fighting, okay? All the time. If you go in there and start fighting again, it’s not going to be good for him”. Linus lowered his eyes, almost scared of Turk’s reaction.
The Malloy twin spoke in a very cold voice. “I see. So you actually think I would hurt my brother, eh?”
“No, that’s not what I…”
“I’ll tell you something, kid. At first it was almost funny. Now it’s not funny anymore. My brother got shot, he’s hurt, and I came here just to see him. So, if you don’t step aside and let me enter in that room, I’ll break your nose. And I’m not joking”.
Linus stayed silent for a moment. Danny spoke first. “Turk is right. C’mon Linus, let him in”.
Linus obeyed, and Turk opened the door without another word. Linus, Danny and Rusty could hear Virgil exclaiming: “Finally! What took you so long? You texted me you were here 20 minutes ago!”
Then the door closed.