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.

Jason

of the situation,

an ambulance?”

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

don’t think so.”

working on this

up, he spared a second to offer some explanation because no doubt any doctor they called would

other

data from her

visit.”

washcloth to cool down her face and neck again.

stay on the line,

too busy with Grace to realize he hadn’t hung up the

See you

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,

rather incredible.

asked to predict these events, Terrence would’ve said, ‘No. Not in a million years

here he was. In a shanty of an apartment, with

killed his former lover.

just here… he

would keep to himself. It was not his place

one of the best physicians

the door. After all, his employer

should retreat without being seen. But when the door

room.

he said, ushering the doctor into the

took a quick survey of

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

the one over the

tried hard to

her

had lost his usual

expression was anxious and his posture

glanced at Terrence briefly as

to work, checking Grace’s vitals, all while Jason stood by, looking

one of the best general practitioners in the city.

airlifted at any time,

necessary.”

the wild look of

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