“Why’d you come to the hospital?” he asks softly. “Because you were hurt.” “Was it because Ron was there, and it would look suspicious if you weren’t?” I jolt back slightly. “Is that what you think?” He shrugs, looking away from me. “I was there to see you. Believe it or not, I don’t give a shit about your boss, and I couldn’t care less who you are to anyone else. To me, you’re…well, I don’t know what you are, but you’re…important. You as a person, not the player, are important to me.”
