Brian secured a VIP ward and a caregiver for Lyndon, then he and Rosalynn made their way to the ward.

Lyndon lay in repose on the hospital bed, his head wrapped in gauze, his complexion ashen.

Rosalynn perched silently at his bedside, awaiting his awakening.

Beside her, Brian's gaze lingered on Lyndon. An unexpected pang of jealousy took hold as he watched Rosalynn, looking every bit the devoted girlfriend at her lover's bedside.

He averted his eyes, struggling internally to quell the jealousy.