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The nurse smashes a cotton soaked with alcohol into the wound, making him hiss even harder. “What did I say about swearing?”
“So is he going to be okay?” Lana asks.
The nurse sews him up. “He’ll be fine.”
We all breathe a collective sigh of relief.
When she’s done, he rolls over again on his back. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” she replies, then turns her attention to Lana. “Now let me look at you.” She pulls Lana’s face toward her. “That’s a big cut. Where’d you get that?”
“Nowhere,” Lana mutters, looking anxious.
She inspects her arm next. “And that stab wound?”
She shrugs and eyes Nathan. “I protected him.”
He smiles. “You did.”
The nurse cleans her wounds with an alcohol pad and sutures her cuts too. “There. Finished. Here’s a towel too.” The nurse chucks a wet one her way. “To clean up the blood.”
“Thank you,” she replies.
“Are you two good?” the nurse asks Milo and me.
I nod. “No wounds, other than a couple of scratches.”
“Same,” Milo adds.
She narrows her eyes at us like she doesn’t believe us.
“What about Nathan? What do we do with him now?” Lana asks.
“He needs rest.”
“That’s it?” I ask.
She shrugs. “That’s it. If it starts to fester, you call me.”
Suddenly, the door smacks open again and in step Felix, Penelope, Alistair, and Dylan.
The nurse’s eyes widen. “Oh God. Not you three.”
“What?” Dylan says.
“I’m not going to do this again,” the nurse says, sighing as she waves them away. “Whatever your business is, you can do it on your own. I don’t care if you stay here. Just don’t touch my stuff. I’m going back to sleep.”
She waltzes past them and throws the door shut.
“Well, that was interesting,” Penelope mutters, laughing a little.
“She really hates our guts,” Alistair says.
“We didn’t even do anything,” Dylan adds.
Penelope folds her arms and stares at him. “Really?”
Dylan just shrugs and walks off whistling.
