HE COULDN’T FORCE WORDS PAST HIS LIPS. they all felt trapped in the back of his throat. no plea or sentiment seemed appropriate. markus forced his eyes shut, willing away still threatening tears. if carl didn’t want tears, he would try and abide. ‘ i know — i know it’s not. it’s just — ’ too soon. they might have a day left, at best, and every second he saw count down brought them closer to and end markus dreaded.
slowly, markus managed a nod. ‘ yeah… okay. i’ll call them. ’ he leaned back in his seat, though he didn’t release his hold on carl’s hand. the connection established in only a second, and he heard leo’s voice on the other line a moment later. markus hesitated. things between them still felt uncomfortable, but he dealt with worse these days. ‘ hi, leo? it’s markus. sorry, i don’t mean to bother you, but— it’s carl. he, uh… he’d like to see you. if you can come by as soon as possible. ’
the call concluded, markus repeated the same with kamski. then, finally, his focus returned fully to carl. he managed a tiny smile, hand squeezing gently at carl’s again. ‘ they’re both on their way. leo said he isn’t far. kamski… might take a little longer. but he said he’ll make it. ’
“Good,” Carl breathed out. Whatever the old man was planning, it
was likely to be difficult to pull off. Not in the sense of getting what
he wanted done. After all, money was no object to a man as rich as
Carl. However, it was obvious that it’d be difficult to get the old man
out of the house.
Making sure he could sit up in his wheelchair, keeping his oxygen
tank with them at all times... it’d be a hassle, but Carl wanted anything
but staying in his bed for the last hours of his life. Even if he passed
before they made it to their destination, it would still be far better than
anything he was experiencing now.
Blinking slowly, exhausted blue eyes began to wander about the
room, figuring whether what he wanted to do next.
“Guess I may as well... may as well get dressed. I don’t need looks
jus’ ‘cus I’m out in my pajamas. Elijah’ll be on my ass, too, if I go out
like this...” Maybe. That asshole better still give him a hard time. The
last thing he wanted was special treatment today, too.
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