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“How many days?” I ask.
“I don’t know, let’s see how she progresses over the week.”
“All right, but I’m staying here.”
Ian looks away from me, “About that…”
“No.”
“I had to call King and tell him what happened, it’s up to him.”
“Where is he?”
“His office.”
“B-Bruno…” she calls, her voice is raspy “I’m fine, you go.”
“No, I’m going to talk to King, I’m staying.”
She doesn’t try to persuade me; she knows better.
