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.

made his way to Henry's

across from each other, locked in a silent

better?" Phelps asked with

"The doctor just checked on

been prescribed some medication and

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

his head, his dark eyes shining like polished stones as he looked up

"What about Miss Sheila?"

"Your great-grandfather's ill. She's gone home

she come back?" Henry's

looked like she might lose her

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

did Henry willingly

the crowd, searching desperately for

him a while to spot her

He hurried over.

and paused, startled. "Timothy?

"Your grandfather's sick?"

took a nasty fall, it's serious.

Phelps and Sallie coming to find

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