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 asked irritably.

the severity of the situation, sir? Should

an ambulance?”

an intelligent question and it lessened Jason’s annoyance slightly. “No,” he said. “No ambulance.”

don’t think so.”

working on this now, sir.”

because no doubt any doctor they called would

the other line,” Terrence said.

events and the medical data from her

visit.”

out the washcloth to cool down

stay

was too busy with Grace to realize he

sir. See you soon.”

since Mr. Reed saved Miss Cummins. Mr. Reed was 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.

asked to predict these events, Terrence would’ve said, ‘No. Not in a million years would Mr. Reed act like this.

he was. In a shanty

killed his

here… he was

he would keep to himself. It was not his place to question or inform Mr. Reed of his emotional attachments-or lack thereof.

of the best physicians in the city.

his employer did not want

side in case he should retreat without being seen. But when the door was opened, Jason immediately stepped aside and gestured

room.

the doctor into the house.

took a quick survey of the room.

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 two was at the center. One armoire. A single bed. A pile of pillows and blankets on the floor. One door, presumably to a bathroom.

over the

tried hard to mask

her,” Jason said. “What’s wrong with her? I kept calling her just now but I couldn’t

sensed his employer had lost

was anxious and his posture was tense.

glanced at Terrence briefly as if for confirmation.

all while Jason stood by, looking on

of the best general practitioners in the city. And we can

Cummins airlifted at any time, if the doctor deems

necessary.”

nodded, but his eyes still had the wild look of a man about to

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