Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Shea cradled Bo and dozed off in the recliner. When Paul turned over, the movement startled Shea awake. She whispered, “Mr. Morant, what’s wrong? Do you need some water?”

Paul shook his head and said, “You should go home.”

Shea replied, “Let’s wait until morning. Someone needs to monitor the IV overnight; otherwise, we won’t know when it’s finished.”

Paul glanced at the child in her arms and, after a moment of silence, said,” Then put the child on my bed. If you can’t rest, at least he should.”

Paul’s room was a single, and the bed, at 1.2 meters wide, was big enough for both a grown-up and a child.

Shea didn’t hesitate much before placing the child on the bed. She then got up to pour Paul a glass of water.

A nurse came in to deliver her medication and reminded her to take it.

Suddenly, Paul said, “That’s wrong.”

The nurse was startled. “What?”

calmly, “You have

cold sweat upon

hurriedly correcting her mistake, the young nurse sighed with relief and quietly thanked

for the job and take responsibility for

and quickly left after

curiously, “Mr. Morant, how did you

his head away without speaking. Just when Shea thought he wouldn’t respond, she heard him say

were so skilled when treating Bo’s wound

been

slightly, and his lips moved soundlessly:

no response, Shea didn’t press further. She unfolded the recliner, intending to take a

had just lain down when Paul said, “Shea, could you

immediately perked up. “Sure, where

an address, and handed it te Shea. “Go to this place and find someone named

removed an old-fashioned watch from his wrist and handed it