"How’s Dylan?” I asked once we got back to the hospital. I asked Uncle Sam to keep an eye on Jessica and her little boy toy back in the cell in our basement.
“The doctor said he should be waking up but he hasn’t yet.” Henry answered while handing me a cup of coffee. At this point, I was exhausted and tired but it’s not time to rest yet.
“Call me right away when he wakes up. I have to finish things on my end with that woman first.” I handed the cup of coffee back to Henry, I only had a sip of it in hope’s it’d keep me energized and going and headed back downstairs to our car.
“Let’s go home.” I mumbled before closing my eyes for a bit.
“Is dad here?” I asked the men while entering the basement.
“Yes, he’s in the cell now.” I nodded and walked down the seemingly endless hallway.
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