CHAPTER TWELVEThree nights later
Kreon pulled his L.A fitted cap low over his brows and threw his hood over his head. It was the best he could do with so little time to properly disguise himself. He wasn’t worried about his mother blowing his cover because his uncle had went to go see her at the hospital the day prior and let her know that more than likely that he’d be the one picking her up since he hadn’t seen her in quite some time.
Kreon pulled up at the front entrance of the hospital to find his mother, Ella, sitting in a wheel chair. An orderly stood behind her with his hands on the handles of the chair. As soon as he saw the patient’s ride pull to a stop before them, he locked the wheel chair into place and helped her get up out of the chair. Once he passed Ella her cane, he opene
