„You sure you should be drinking in your condition?“
„Huggy said the same thing.“ Hutch knocked back the rest of the beer. „Who knows, might be even good for it.“
Starsky threw a glance towards Huggy who was wearing a sheepish, guilty expression on his face. He'd told him to keep quiet, Hutch wasn't supposed to know.
Especially shouldn't find out this way.
„Why did you tell him, Starsk?“
„I didn't tell him.“ This would be the moment of truth Starsky'd been dreading.
„Then how could he know?“ His voice sounds pleadingly and Starsky can't face him.
„Because it's his.“