Chapter 84

That night, Jason was awakened by Grace’s muffled scream.

She tossed and turned and mumbled in her sleep.

He couldn’t make out what she was saying but her pained

whimpers and trembling made him think she was in fear or

pain.

“Sister,” he called to her. But she didn’t respond.

When he touched her head, he frowned. Her head was hot,

and her slight body was slicked with sweat.

Jason hurriedly wrung a towel soaked in cool water and wiped

Grace’s forehead.

But her eyes remained shut and she was still muttering something.

No matter how he called her, she wouldn’t wake up. A flash of panic crept over him. He didn’t know what to do-and he hated feeling inept. He hated it almost as much as realizing how worried he was about her. Which meant he was in way

over his head.

No. This was just a reaction given her medical history and

their circumstances.

Nothing more. Nothing less.

He took out his phone and immediately dialed Terrence. “Get

me a doctor. And send them to the apartment.”

“Now?” Terrence asked.

“Yes, now,” Jason ordered.

“Yes, sir.” There was a pause.

it?” Jason

the situation,

an ambulance?”

and it lessened Jason’s annoyance slightly.

don’t think so.”

working on this

some explanation because no doubt any doctor they called would want to know more details of the situation too. “She has a

have a doctor on the other line,” Terrence said.

and the medical data from

visit.”

washcloth to

want me to stay

realize he hadn’t hung up

See you soon.”

engaging in a way that suggested more than work or business obligation. And given this woman’s background and what had transpired surrounding Mr. Reed’s fiancee’s death, it

rather incredible.

Not in a million

was. In a shanty

killed his former lover.

here… he was present.

not his place to

the services of one of the best physicians in the city. Then he woke the doctor up and collected

his employer did not

side in case he should retreat without being seen. But when the door was opened,

room.

he said, ushering the

quick survey of

small. But this was a fraction of the size of Mr. Reed’s office. The kitchenette was perhaps ten feet long with enough room for the sink, stove, refrigerator. A small dinette table for

the one over

hard to mask his shock.

her? I kept calling her just now

sensed his employer had lost his

was anxious and

as

to work, checking Grace’s vitals, all while Jason stood by, looking on the verge of something dangerous.

is one of the best general practitioners in

any time, if the doctor

necessary.”

wild look of

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