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.

is it?” Jason asked irritably.

the situation, sir? Should I

an ambulance?”

annoyance

don’t think so.”

on this

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

a doctor on the other line,” Terrence said. “I’ll

medical data from

visit.”

wrung out the washcloth to cool

you want me to stay on the line,

was too busy with Grace to realize he hadn’t

See you

many changes in his boss in the time since Mr. Reed saved Miss Cummins. Mr. Reed was engaging in a way that suggested more than

rather incredible.

would’ve said, ‘No. Not in a million years would Mr. Reed act

a shanty of an apartment, with a woman

killed his former

Jason wasn’t just here… he

his place to question or inform Mr. Reed of his emotional

best physicians in the city. Then he woke the doctor

door. After all, his employer did not want

should retreat without being seen. But when the

room.

ushering the doctor into the house.

quick survey

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 two was at the center. One armoire. A single bed. A pile of pillows and blankets on the floor. One

over the

hard to

I kept calling her just now but I couldn’t wake her

his employer had

anxious and his posture was

as if for confirmation.

Raunfield immediately went to work, checking Grace’s vitals, all while Jason stood by, looking on

gently. “Dr. Raunfield is one of the best general practitioners in the

airlifted at any time,

necessary.”

his eyes still had the wild look of a man

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