He was lying in a hospital bed and hadn't yet made out who was there when a finger gently pushed a pill to his lips. She wore a black dress and tilted her head with a smile, as if coaxing a child who refused to take medicine. “Someone tried to break in last night,” she said, tucking the blanket around him as casually as if they were discussing the weather. “Nova wasn't happy, so she dragged them out into the hallway.” A small patch of red that hadn't been cleaned up still seeped beneath the door.
