19: I'LL BE BACK, I PROMISE.
Turning back to my Davi, I squeezed his hand.
"I'll call you when I have an update."
"You'll call me hourly," Davi corrected, but he wasn't looking at me.
He was in a staring match with my father.
"Okay, I'll call you hourly." Which I would if it would calm him down a little and put him at ease.
"I don't know what your strategy is, local politician, but I'll figure it out. And when I do, I'll expose you."
"Stick to things you know, Dr Davies Miller. Like patient care. You don't want to get involved with me."
My dad looked down his nose at Dr Miller, something he did to many people, and it made me want to lash out.
Now was not the time to get on his bad side when he was standing between me and my grandma.
"We're already involved. You show up on my
