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?”

“You

and looked down, breaking out in a cold sweat upon realizing she had mixed up the

young nurse sighed with relief and quietly

for the job

and quickly

curiously, “Mr. Morant, how did you

thought he wouldn’t respond, she heard him say softly, “I used to be a doctor. I’m very

when treating Bo’s wound earlier,”

must have been

fingers trembled slightly, and his lips moved soundlessly:

press further. She unfolded the recliner,

Paul said, “Shea, could you

perked up.

wrote down an address, and handed it te Shea. “Go to this place and find

watch from his wrist and handed it to