My eyes narrowed as Renzo’s grinning face came into view.
"Why are you here?"
He rolled his eyes with exaggerated flair. "How about starting with a 'Thank you, Renzo'?"
“Thank you, Renzo,” I said flatly. “Now, answer the question.”
He let out a dramatic sigh, pressing a hand to his chest like I’d wounded him. “You never fail to bruise my delicate heart.” Without waiting for an invitation, he dropped into the chair beside my hospital bed. “I was already around when I heard that asshole's voice in the hallway.”
“What a miraculous coincidence.” I offered him a smile so thin it could slice skin. “Not only are you magically in LA, but in the same hospital as me. And by pure chance, you were just passing by when you heard one voice among hundreds of LAPD officers? If I’m this lucky, maybe I
