Chapter 5Only one person was about when Nero finally reached the floor at the hospital where Z had been for nearly twenty-four hours. Only one person was seen, but there were two angels about, Daniel and Jefferson.
The nurse’s desk in the center of the ICU was vacant. Its tiny blinking Christmas tree and swoops of golden garland with more colorful lights all a-twinkle brought no Christmas spirit to Nero’s aching heart. Considering the location, they likely failed at that every time.
“Hi.” The kid seated in an ugly orange hard plastic chair stood the moment Nero and Carmen stepped off the elevator. “You’re Nero Storm.”
“Yes.” Nero rubbed his face with both hands, displacing the medical grade mask he’d just pulled back up after breathing in as much fresh air as he could without it at the
