“Right. Listen, Gabriel, nobody will tell me anything.” Anthony was suddenly struggling to sit up when he should have been resting. “They’re all saying I need to focus on getting better, but all that means is sitting here twiddling my thumbs.” He waved his arms out to demonstrate his frustration. Twiddling his thumbs wasn’t getting him anywhere. “I need to know if my friend is all right. Can you—”
Anthony stopped short. Gabriel wore his hesitation on his face, and he knew that was exactly why Anthony had stopped talking. One look, and Anthony must have known something was wrong; Gabriel had never been very good at hiding his expressions. The sudden silence left them both uncomfortable. Gabriel could barely stand to look at Anthony, but when he did, he was met with pleading eyes and Anthon
