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“Traitor,” snapped Franklin.

“Thank you, Miss Alexander.” He handed her a card. "If you have any questions, please feel free to call.”

“Thank you, doctor.”

When he left, a woman in dark blue scrubs knocked on the door. “I’ve brought dinner for Mr. Franklin.”

“I didn’t order that,” growled Franklin.

“No,” said Jacine. “I did. You’ve been giving the nurses a hard time about eating. Oh, I got an earful about you at the desk, and if you keep being bad, I’m going to hire a nurse to follow you around the house during your recovery.”

“No, you won’t.”

“Yes. I will. Franklin and Wells have some big clients to care for, and I don’t want you alone in that big house.”

“Ugh.” The nurse placed the tray in front of the patient.

“What is this?” he said.

“A nice Caesar Chicken Salad,” said Jacine.

“There is nothing nice about this. Look at it. This is an appetizer, not dinner.”

I sympathized with Franklin. Used to being in charge, having his daughter run herd on him must annoy him.

“I’m tired,” he complained. “Come back later. I’m going to take a nap.”

“Dad!”

“What? Like half-wilted lettuce and overcooked chicken will go bad? Dys, get my daughter out of here. Take her to dinner or something.”

Jacine sighed and leaned in to kiss him on the cheek.

“I’ll be back later.”

She walked out of the room, but before I could follow her, he grabbed my arm.

“Keep her busy, Dys.”

“I’ll see what I can do.”

CHAPTER SEVEN

Jacine

Jersey Dys walked behind me as I caught up with the doctor at the elevator.

“Dr. Jones. I didn’t want to worry about my father, but will he be all right?”

“Certainly, Miss Alexander. We’ve made big advancements in Coronary medicine that past few decades. The imaging we performed on your father displayed a small problem that time would make worse. We are hitting this ahead of the curve which can only increase the odds for a good outcome.”

“That sounds encouraging.”

“It is. You and your boyfriend have nothing to worry about.”

“Boyfriend?” she said, but the doctor’s phone rang and glanced at it.

“Never a dull moment in the ICCU. If you have any questions, call me.”