Jorzza steps out of the cab and leans on his crutches. He looks down at his leg. 'It hurt too much to walk on.' Jorzza paid the cab driver and started to limp towards the door of the Lambert residence. 'I hope they are doing okay, lord knows the guy has had a hard time'
Jorzza reached the door and knocked on it with his prosthetic arm. 'He should be home'
