The hospital room was empty except for Phelps.

Timothy's face immediately changed.

"Where is she?"

"She's been discharged."

Phelps pushed himself up with his cane.

Without hesitation, Timothy pulled out his phone and dialed Sheila's number.

It rang, but no one answered.

Timothy glanced up, meeting Phelps's calm, unwavering gaze.

"She was only back in the country for a few days. What could she possibly have done to offend you?"

Phelps walked over and gently patted Timothy's shoulder. "Timothy, your

grandfather was hospitalized. The call came to me, so I came to let her know. She

left in a hurry after that. That's all. I didn't say anything else."

A vein pulsed on Timothy's forehead. He turned on his heel and strode out, heading straight for the airport.

way to Henry's

each other,

feeling better?" Phelps asked

"The doctor just checked on him.

bit, but nothing serious. He's been prescribed some medication

head home." Phelps reached out cheerfully to take Henry's

pulled away, lifting his head, his dark eyes shining like polished stones as

"What about Miss Sheila?"

smiled gently. "Your great-grandfather's ill. She's gone home to see

she come back?" Henry's

like she might lose her

Phelps remained patient. "Once your great-grandfather's

did Henry willingly

Timothy scanned the

spot her emerging from the

He hurried over.

paused, startled. "Timothy?

"Your grandfather's sick?"

he took a nasty fall, it's

didn't mention Phelps and Sallie

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