Escaping The Mafia King

Chapter 48: 48- The Drunk Doctor

"Are those wraps getting bloodier?" Hope questioned as she probed Max's side.

The man grit his teeth. "Damn it, Hope, stop prodding me, I'm not a piece of meat here, not for you anyway."

Hope ignored him and put a hand on his forehead as she searched his eyes. "Max, you're burning up. We need to get you out of here."

Max snorted. "And just give you to whoever the mole is? No way."

Mole? "Tell me more about the mole to keep your mind off what I'm doing," Hope encouraged as she poked at another one of his injuries. It wasn't just her imagination .He was still bleeding at some points. If she didn't take care of this soon, awful things were going to happen to him.

"Ethan was bragging about it before I crushed his fucking windpipe. Some of Varys' men are bought off. Ethan promised that Varys would never get to keep you. My guess is these sleeper agents are going to come for you, and since Ethan is dead, they're just going to try to kill you as well."

"And these people are the ones that have Uncle Vincent?" Hope continued. Good, at least two of his injuries weren't weeping. Fucking Ethan with wanting to make his targets suffer. Thank God that man was off the face of the planet.

"Probably," Max groaned as his eyelids fluttered. "I feel like I've been hit by a truck, Hope. Did you run my heart over when you rejected me? Is that what this is?"

Hope only winced a little. "No, Max. You're running a fever, I think. You're burning up, your injuries are red and one is leaking pus. You need a doctor."

"Not happening, we're locked in this room, and I'd rather die than put you at risk."

the door and pulled on it but to no avail. Of course it was locked. She'd heard it lock. And

on the door opened and she stared into a pair of friendly green eyes. "Were

Hope demanded as she eyed him with

you, but I heard you at the door." He glanced past

you have the key to this

left you without a way to get you out. I've got it on

for him. I won't have him die because of Ethan

"Sure. "Hey, if you need

"Thanks, Garret. Just call the doctor for me

him." The little metal plate slammed

entire body. He grimaced as he stared blankly up at the

we've got to get that fever down. The doctor will be

eyes. "I just need a little rest. I'll be just fine after that. You nag so much, I'm dodging a bullet, really." His words slurred

here that wasn't dirty, so she took desperate actions. She took the bottom of her shirt and tore it into one long strip stopping only before it reached the bottom of her bra. She thrust the improvised cloth under the water and wrung it out before plopping it on Max's

relaxed beneath the touch and

Max.

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