Breaths Mingling in Sync

“I take it she signed the non-disclosure form then?” Armand asked, his eyebrows touching his hairline as he awaited his son’s response.

A smirk graced Raphael’s face as he pulled out a hefty document and handed it over to his Father.

“She was a bit reluctant but she couldn't risk her sick father finding such incriminating photos of her,” Raphael murmured.

“Well done son, now we must get to her house before her shift is over,” Armand said flippantly as the car reared to life.

Raphael felt pride swell in his chest at his Father's appraisal and he faced the window so Armand wouldn't notice the over-joyous expression on his face.

No sooner after they arrived at the small townhouse, a petite red-haired nurse on duty stood by the door entrance, awaiting their arrival.

“Get in and get out in ten minutes,” Armand said sternly as his gaze roamed the block, a perturbed look on his face.

The nurse directed Raphael into William Dalton’s bedroom where he lay fast asleep.

“Have you found a good spo