Chapter 9
Jacksonville, FL
LATER, WHEN THEY were settled down on the porch, Chris said, “I need a favor.”
“What kind of favor?”
“I guess it isn’t really a favor. Do you mind if we stop by St. Vincent’s on the way to George and Mike’s? We’d have to leave a bit early.”
“What about Ted?”
“If he takes his book with him, he won’t mind.”
“Okay, why St. Vincent’s?”
“Because I want to look in on that patient I told you about. Actually, I’d like for you to meet him and his partner, but I’ll have to bend a rule to get you into the ICU.”
“That guy really got to you, didn’t he?” Mickey said.
“It’s not just that he reminded me of my situation, Mick. There’s something about those two guys that worries me.”
“Worries you, how?”
“I can’t quite put my finger on it, but there’s an aura of somethi
