If he discovered that someone was plotting against the maniac, the outcome would be disastrous. If she wanted to take action without leaving any trace, it had to be a well-thought-out plan.
「Finally, the night passed.」
The sky turned the color of fish-belly whiteness, and the rising sun illuminated Mother Earth with its orange glow. A new day began.
Waking up early, Sophie Sullivan found herself wide awake. After washing up, she had to change into patient clothes for surgery, so she didn't bother changing and wore her sleep gown.
After she woke up, Thomas Shannon also woke up.
Checking the time, he frowned slightly. His voice, low and husky from just waking up, asked, "It's still early. Why don't you sleep a bit longer?"
"I can't sleep anymore." Sophie Sullivan turned her head to look at him. "I'll go have breakfast downstairs first, and then I'll go to the medical office to find Old Mr. Standford."
Nodding gently, Thomas Shannon rested his arm over his eyes.
