Dustin frowned. "That meant it was the Hills that did this?"

He had been kind enough to have Edmund deliver them the medicinal wine to treat Paul. Instead of being grateful, they attacked Edmund. No matter the reason, he was not going to let them go easily.

Dustin felt guilty. "I'm sorry, Mr. Robinson. I put you into this mess. You wouldn't have endured such suffering if I didn't send you there."

Edmund forced out a smile. "No, it has nothing to do with you. I was just unlucky."

"Don't wor