Chapter 18
Dylan’s assignment went as expected. Since it was information gathering, he was in no real danger as long as the people he associated with didn’t catch on to what he was doing.
He called Vicki as often as possible for the latest updates on Mars. She said her brother was recuperating as well as could be expected.
“He’s grumpy as hell and frustrated he can’t get back to work. He doesn’t want to accept it’ll be a while, if at all,” she told Dylan a month after Mars had been hospitalized.
“He’ll go batshit crazy if he can’t,” Dylan said.
Vicki sighed. “I know. He’s been transferred to…another facility, rather than being released. That hasn’t helped his mood one damned bit. Yeah, he’s up and moving, and getting PT, but until the doctors are certain everything has healed the way
