C54 His Hoodie

**CAMILLA RENÉE**

TUESDAY EVENING.

ST JOHN'S HOSPITAL.

"Dylan..."

I bite back on my lip, so hard that I couldn't stop until I tasted my blood. I withdrew my hold and looked around for a seat instead.

"You don't need to seat down. You need to explain to me and then I decide if it's good enough, if it is we'll see, but from the look on your face you're going to leave because it's crap