Chapter Twenty-Seven
Boone
A beeping sound woke me, and I rolled my head to the side, confused about where I was.
“What the hell?” I asked abruptly as I sat up. The simple act of speaking and moving sent a sharp pain through my head.
“Take it easy, Mr. Reeves,” a man’s voice reached me from across the room.
Befuddled, I collapsed against the pillows and looked around the room, taking in the white walls, the machine beeping beside me, and the hospital bed. “What the hell am I doing in the hospital?”
I glanced down to see an IV in my arm. The lights were dim, so I presumed it was in the middle of the night. The man finished doing whatever he was doing over at the sink mounted against the wall. Turning, he strode to the side of my bed, quickly tapping a button to look at a screen mounte
