Everly’s POV
It was a good thing the hospital I had been taken to was one with doctors affiliated with the agency. Otherwise, there would have been no way we would have ever been able to be working out of the hospital room without having a fight with the doctors.
Ryan and Noelle had set up two computer stations in front of the couch and neither had left the room for more than half an hour at a time. Eric came in and out of the room as he helped but also, went back and forth from the ICU where Tessa was to check in on her every couple hours.
Henri had been helping out by getting us food, drinks, or anything else we needed while we worked.
There was a laptop on my lap, papers scattered across my hospital bed, two different burner phones on the table beside me, and a wall of pictures, map
