"You know I'd take a bullet for you, Emfbo. You know that, right?"
That was LoBear, the Big Man, a few months ago. I'd never thought about it that way, but of course it was true. Of course I knew it. And of course it was mutual.
Who wouldn’t take a bullet for this Big Man?
Doctor Frank has put some time into thinking about that ever since. The same question keeps wrapping itself around Doc's brain and it won't let go. Where did this guy come from?