Outside the VIP room of the hospital, the hallway was quiet, but tension clung to the air like fog. Then, without warning, a tall figure appeared at the door. The guards looked uncertain, but before they could stop him, a calm voice came from inside. “Let him in,” Ainsley said.
The door creaked open, and Ellison walked in with a relaxed swagger, his hands in his pockets, a smirk already forming.
“You’re surprisingly well-informed,” Ainsley muttered, lying weakly on the hospital bed. His face was pale, his lips almost colorless, but his eyes still held that old sharp glint. “Didn’t expect you.”
Ellison smiled weakly and walked to the chair beside the bed. “Yeah, well… I didn’t expect to come either. Guess I’m full of surprises.”
Ainsley let out a low chuckle that turned into a cough. “S
