Chapter 17
Jacksonville, FL
CHRIS STOPPED BY his personal physician’s door and left a Post-it Note on it before he went to work the next morning. The doctor’s office was in the Dillon Building, which was part of the St. Vincent’s medical complex. He’d also hedged his bets by leaving a voice mail for the doctor’s secretary. Dressed in scrubs for the day, he made a quick stop in Joe’s room to check on things and found an excited couple.
“From the look on your faces, I’m guessing that it’s going home time,” Chris said.
“He’ll be out of here by noon, I hope,” Charley said.
“That’s good news indeed, but promise me one thing, Joe, when you get to the house, take those stairs very slowly and very carefully. And once you’re upstairs in bed, you should stay there. You’re not ready to be runnin
