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On Tuesday morning, Mitch sat propped up in bed with his laptop open. John and Ellen sat by his hospital bedside.
“I need to get out of here, this is getting too close for comfort,” he said.
“If you don’t stay calm they won’t let you out because your blood pressure will be through the roof,” John reminded him. “Good to see they’ve taken the IV out though.”
“Yeah, now they’re jabbing me instead,” Mitch said. “I’ve got an updated from Dylan Ting… sorry Ellie, he rang in.”
“All good,” she said, “I’m just holding the fort where I can.”
Mitch updated them on Dylan’s work.
“He’s done well,” John agreed. “We’ve formalized the deal with William Ying. His wife and child will be sent back to China but in return for his cooperation she won’t be charged with anything, and I convinced him the
