The Mullinix Book 1: Ascension
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Chapter 85 - Of Cards and Representatives
"Ok," Simon said, "There is no way in hell you dealt yourself a full house, Stacy."
"Then play your cards accordingly," Stacy told him, "I’ll be glad to take your money."
"I fold," Roland grumbled, "You in or out on this one, Toria?"
"I’m out," Toria said, "My mind isn’t on the game anyway."
"Massy?" Roland asked her.
"Yeah," Toria nodded, "He’s sleeping peacefully now, but his vitals aren’t doing so hot."
"Not being delirious is a good sign, isn’t it?" Stacy asked her, "I mean he looks better."
"That’s would be a good thing if it wasn’t so damn quick," Toria said, "I’m wondering if it is the calm before the storm. He isn’t even in REM sleep right now. He’s just out."
"There isn’t anything else you can do right?" Roland asked her, "I mean I heard you talk all that medical mumbo jumbo with the other Medicos in Skolnik."
"I’m doing all I can," Toria agreed, "It’s just maddening. After all my years as a Medico I still find the hardest thing for me to do is to sit and wait. I don’t know if he’s getting better or worse and there’s nothing I can do but watch."
"Sure there is," Simon told her, "You can play your cards along with the rest of us."
"I think Medo and Miranda have a better idea," Stacy said, "I wonder how they’re doing."
"I don’t think you need to worry about them," Simon grinned, "He’s wanted to be with her since the moment they met."
"Same for her," Stacy confirmed, "I doubt we’ll see them again tonight."
"We’d better not," Toria chuckled, picking up her cards, "I told Miranda I wouldn’t forgive her if I saw either of them again before midnight."
"Well since there’s nothing you can do," Roland said, "Play your hand, Toria."
"Very well," she said, "One card please…"