CHAPTER 22
THE ALARM WOKE me at six. I cursed and knocked it off the nightstand because I’d been having a delicious dream. Leo gave me a massage, and it felt so good I... Oh, wait. No, that actually happened.
I dragged myself into the shower to try and wake myself up, which didn’t work. I needed another massage followed by eighteen hours of sleep, then I might feel halfway human. But today I didn’t have that luxury. I had a job to do.
And the first thing I did was check in with Mack. I knew from experience she barely slept either. “Any news?”
“Vadim’s in the ICU. Still alive, unfortunately.”
“When are visiting hours?”
“Nine to eleven and four to eight.”
If Raul chose to go to the hospital early, I could replace his lunch. I’d kept an eye out, and he hadn't eaten yesterday’s box yet.
