Meanwhile…
Hugo and Mint exchanged a quiet glance, as if daring each other to speak first. For some reason, they'd ended up in the same ward after Atlas had the two of them transferred. But sharing a room wasn't really the issue.
"Fine!" Mint huffed, rolling her eyes. "I'll ask then. Stop staring at me like you're waiting for me to say something."
She cleared her throat, the swelling on her face starting to go down. "Who the hell is that?!"
She pointed not at the coma patient, but at the figure hiding awkwardly in the corner of the room.
"They're our free lunch," Hugo said proudly, grinning. "I was worried no one was looking after them, so I had them brought here. Now their police protection and your police protection are the same. We're officially untouchable, Mint."
Mint deadpanned, her expression flat. "I don't care about that. I'm asking about that guy. Why is he hiding?!"
