“What kind of shape you in?”
I shrugged.
“People trying to kill you, you got be able to concentrate.”
I nodded.
“You care if somebody blow you away?”
“No,” I said.
“You better move on from there,” Hawk said. “See a shrink, read a book, join a church, talk with me. I don’t give a fuck how you do it. That your problem. But you don’t move on, you gonna get flushed.”