“What do you think?” Alice Shawn asked, motioning to her father. “With your skills, I reckon he will be fine in no time.”
Liam examined the man. There was no way he could be fine in ‘no time,’ as Alice had thought. He was beginning to wonder if coming here was a bad idea, if Taylor had been right, after all. The man was in the ICU, which was critical enough. He had a bunch of tubes attached to his body and an oxygen mask over his nose, calculating his breathing. The monitor beeped too loudly for Liam’s sensitive ears and the man looked as good as dead.
He walked around the bed, wondering if he could further understand the situation if he could just touch the man’s ashy skin. Liam slowly raised a finger and poked it at the old man’s arm. Icy cold dread and darkness filled his veins. He vi
