Meanwhile, Tyshawn, confident in his disguise, made his way to Franco’s ward.

Dotson had returned to the ward, briefing the bodyguards outside.

Franco, who had woken up and started recovering over the past few days, was aware of the plan.

Hearing Dotson’s report, he felt a twinge of disappointment but remained silent.

The hospital was eerily silent, especially after nightfall.

The fire from the previous night made tonight even quieter.

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Tyshawn, dressed in a doctor’s uniform with a hat and mask, walked down the corridor.

His disguise was convincing enough that no one could recognize him.

He made his way through the silent halls and paused outside Franco’s ward.

Adjusting his glasses, he announced, “Ward check.

bodyguards exchanged a look

you making your rounds at

is the special care unit,” the

this ward is exclusive to the Mitchell

doctor or nurse is allowed in this area for any

Tyshawn snorted derisively.

“I am a doctor.

because it’s nighttime doesn’t mean we

you know that patients tend to

silently convened

they stepped aside and pushed

then he paused and asked, “Is there a family member inside? It won’t be appropriate to check the patient with their

“No, Doctor.

hear that, but he maintained his

“Excellent.

walking inside, he took a moment to observe his

was amiss, he breathed a sigh of relief and proceeded

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