Drew couldn’t get out of the chair fast enough and swore when he moved his injured hand the wrong way. He followed the nurse and the security guard. The media people looked up, but didn’t rush in like a pack of ravenous wolves, deterred by the new security detail. Drew noticed a couple of police officers, actual officers, not the rent-a-cops that worked at the hospital, perched by the coffee machine.
The nurse made a quick left down a corridor and used her badge to open the double doors leading into the ICU. “Thanks Gregg,” she said to the guard.
Gregg nodded and went back the way they’d come. The nurse led Drew to an alcove in the middle of the row of beds and pulled the curtain aside for him.
Shawn’s eyes were closed. His blonde curls made a halo on the pillow around his head and the
