They headed to Irvin’s car parked right before the hospital’s door. Irvin headed straight to the driver seat, Zadkiel took the passenger while Abel sat in the back. Irvin’s expressions were still stoic. He was just minding his own business, roaring the engine to life. Zadkiel had a lot of questions in his mind and nothing could stop him from asking them.
“Who put a broomstick up your a*s?” Zadkiel fired the question. Abel couldn’t hold his laugh and burst out but Irvin’s glare through the rear view mirror made him slap his lips together.
“What’s gotten into you? Don’t glare at my friend.” Zadkiel swatted his bicep. Irvin rolled his eyes.
“Is this because I f*****g healed my best friend?” He asked, squinting his eyes at him. Irvin kept driving but didn’t answer.
“He was in pain. I just
