"O.K.. Rexo, I’ll take care of him till your own medics can get here to pick him up." Rexo and the girl slipped out the front, and disappeared at a run. Binky just lay there, sort of gasping. A bloody froth had appeared at his lips. Turtle removed Binky’s jacket and shirt, and examined his body while I pulled down a window curtain and wadded it up to serve as a pillow.