On arriving at the hospital, Louisa was panicked, she looked at her daughter as she was being rushed in the stretcher into the emergency room, her condition even more critical. She was pacing frantically when a doctor came out from the emergency room and she hurried to him, "Please, save my daughter's life, I am willing to give anything to make sure that she's better," she pleaded desperately. The doctor looked at her and said, "Her condition is very bad, her heart is barely powerful enough to keep all her organs intact, she will need a transplant immediately if she is to pull through," he warned. Louisa nodded eagerly, "I am willing to give anything, I was even heading to the hospital for her heart surgery before the accident happened and worsened her condition, is there anything that can be done? I don't want to lose my daughter," The doctor nodded and said that there was an available donor and that the heart transplant could be undergone quickly. "Yes, let's get it done, I am w
Leon watched as the woman's face fell in fright. What would happen to her daughter now that she had no money to offset the hospital bills?"But...you have to help my daughter, she doesn't have much time, she needs the surgery, I beg of you, doctor," she pleaded. The doctor sneered at her and warned her to not make a scene or he'd have the security men throw her out. "We will need money for the surgery, ma'am, if you can't give it then you'll have to take your daughter elsewhere," the doctor said rudely. Fiona turned to look at her cousin who still stood by the door, his hands crossed over his chest and a smirk on his face. "Please, you can have whatever you want, but please just give me some money to save my daughter's life," Fiona begged but he didn't budge, instead of the pity she expected, he simply laughed at her. "She was never yours, she's not part of the family and she doesn't deserve anything from me," he spat. The doctor was about to walk away and order that the little
Leon left the hospital that day, promising to contact Fiona again and make sure the little girl was okay. Fiona feels heavily indebted to him and tells him that he can back out so he doesn't go to prison but Leon is insistent, he wants to help her and her daughter. Although Leon is worried about the hospital loan, his most pressing need is how to get accommodation for the night since he can't return home to his wife after the divorce. He arrived at a little bed and breakfast in the town but he has no money to pay for the night. Leon tries to strike a deal with them that he'll pay the next day when he's made some money but the receptionist isn't so kind. "We don't need poor folks like you here, pay up or get the hell out before I let the security do it!" The man snapped at him, his bulging eyes opened even wider.Leon hissed at him, but he knew he couldn't refuse, after all, the bed and breakfast wasn't a charity organization, and he had to pay. "Okay, I guess I'll come back when I
The next day, Leon woke to the smell of fresh coffee and some muffins as he opened his eyes. There was a knock on the door and he asked the person to come on. One of the chefs asked him if he was ready to come down from breakfast or if he'd rather have it in his room. Leon was famished and asked that the breakfast be brought into his room. He could see the espresso and fresh muffins and his mouth watered. "Is there anything else you need, sir?" The man asked and Leon shook his head. He hurried over his breakfast and quickly put on the fresh t-shirt and jeans that he'd been provided with. He had to leave soon, he had to make $600,000 by some miracle before two weeks and a day was already wasted. Outside the B&B, he saw the receptionist talking with a fat man at the entrance. Immediately the receptionist saw him, he smiled widely and asked him to come. "Let me introduce you to the owner of this place, I spoke to him about you last night and he'd be thrilled to have you work for us a
The next day arrived fast. Leon arrived at the clinic rather early, he'd wasted a little time on the train ride because he had to heal a woman with acute arthritis and then another boy who had flu. The power of the ring was seemingly leading him to where people needed help. He looked at his pocket and realized that he'd spent all the money given to him by the doctor the previous day on accommodation for the night and then bought some food for himself and a certain homeless man. But he was hopeful, now that he was in the clinic, he was sure they'd make a lot of money and if he did well then he could ask his boss for a loan to settle the hospital and then work the loan off. It was as if his life was quickly making sense. He was using his newfound powers to make a change and he was going to make some money to have a better life too. Happy and expectant of a better life, he walked into the small clinic that morning and noticed that the nurse seemed a little cold. "You'll have
Leon did not have a car which he could follow Clinton with, so he opted for a taxi to trail him. Clinton drove down to the suburbs before he parked just beside a modest duplex. He didn't get out of the car for another few minutes. "This is going to cost you more, you know that, amigo?" The driver told Leon impatiently. Leon looked at his wallet and discovered he barely had enough change to cover the ride as it was, he decided to pay the cab driver off. As the car drove off, he got down and quickly hid behind a sycamore tree just outside the house. Shortly after, a thin and tall man came to the car and got inside. From where he hid, Leon could not hear anything that both men were saying. He could only hear the rumble of the car engine as it sat by the sidewalk. It wasn't long before the tall man left the vehicle, a small smile on his face, and walked into the duplex with a small brown envelope, then Clinton sped off. Leon knew he had to follow the man if he wanted clues, he di
Daniel looked at his son who was still at the doorway, looking interested in the conversation. "This is adults talk, get in the house," he told the boy and he reluctantly walked inside with the grandmother. Now, Leon was all alone with Daniel and he could talk. "How do you know about Clinton and the George company?" Daniel asked hastily. He looked at the house and told them to walk away from the earshot of his family whom he was sure was listening up from the window. "Why are you here?" Daniel asked him, his voice very low. He didn't want to agitate his family, especially after the argument he'd just had with his wife. "I saw you and Clinton together and I saw the manilla envelope in your hand," Daniel said, nodding at the house, "And your wife is right, you are putting your family in danger." "That's none of your business and neither is my relationship with Clinton," he said, baring his teeth. "Do you know that Clinton is not only trying to ruin Fiona but he might mak
The sun hung low in the sky, and the weather was a lot chill than expected, especially after the blistering heat of the previous day. Leon was already at the Pinch Cafe a full hour before Daniel was to arrive. He was still there when the clock struck noon and he heard the doorbell chime at the entrance of the cafe. Leon looked up and saw Daniel, but he wasn't alone, he was with his wife and the teen from the other day. Leon got up from his chair, frowning at him as he got to the table. "I didn't ask you to bring anyone along," he whispered just so Daniel could hear him. But even Elsa did because she shoved Daniel aside and looked at Leon in the eye. "I'm not going to sit back and let you pull a fast one on my husband, if you are what he says, then we have to be sure," she said. Daniel shrugged, he'd tried to dissuade his wife but Elsa wasn't a woman that bent easily. She'd made up her mind from the moment he'd mentioned that Leon was a healer, she'd decided she would be there to