WARWICKE HELD FABIANA’S hand and kept watch with her by the door into the operating rooms.
Alvaro had gained consciousness briefly as they were prepping him for surgery. He’d smiled at his sister but had said nothing about the person who’d attacked him.
Godric had done a quick examination before they’d wheeled Alvaro into surgery an hour earlier and he’d pulled Warwicke aside briefly to tell him he thought Alvaro would be fine. The wounds in his chest seemed to have miraculously missed piercing any vital organs. But they needed to go in to stop the bleeding and make sure Godric’s initial assessment was correct.
Warwicke heard the outer door open and looked up. Brita walked in, closing the door behind her. The small, private waiting room was empty except for the three of them. He stood u
