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

from each

Henry feeling better?" Phelps asked with

checked on him. He's

been prescribed

then. Time to head home." Phelps reached

his head, his dark eyes shining like polished

"What about Miss Sheila?"

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

come back?" Henry's question

looked like she might

patient. "Once your great-grandfather's

did Henry willingly reach

the crowd, searching desperately

him a while to spot her emerging from

He hurried over.

startled. "Timothy? What

"Your grandfather's sick?"

called home. The housekeeper said he took a nasty fall, it's serious. He's still in the

didn't mention Phelps and Sallie coming to find

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