28. A New Beginning
Mina
My internal clock functioned at less than full capacity in the week that followed the Sliver Warehouse raid.
After multiple emergency surgeries in Sacramento to stitch up the nick in my kidney and put all my bones back in the right places (with the help of a significant number of titanium plates), I was sent back to the Prospero med center for recovery, with a round-the-clock Occupation guard. For my protection or containment, no one would tell me.
Ben visited every day after school, rotating a few hours here and there with Haley or Mom.
Dad was there during most of the day. That was when I slept, and when I couldn’t, I pretended to. I didn’t want to talk about it, any of it, with him, but it was hard to doubt that he was there for the same reason as all my ot
