Chapter Fifty-One

The slight creaking sound of the door woke Milton up. Patiently, he waited for the person to come to his bed. Too bad the person was leaving and not entering.

He grunted as he tried to wake up. The events of that night flooded back. He recalled the voices but two specific people were too strong in his memory; Dickson’s and Bryson’s.

If he wasn’t angry at his cousin for leaving him, he would have cared about how broken Dickson sounded on what he said about his family carrying him as a child.

He tried to open his eyes but couldn’t. Ever since he came here, he has been involved in two accidents now, and two recorded incidents that he didn’t have anything to do with it.

Milton was flabbergasted by everything, and if it were not for the fact that he took his uncle as his savior, he would have started being skeptical of everything.

No one disturbed him for over three hours, he had given up about calling for help or even opening his eyes.

How long has he been out? Where was his wife? How was
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