Stanley Batton remained silent the entire time. The room was so quiet one could hear a pin drop.

After the pulse check, Ron Batton let out a deep sigh. “You’d better go find that guy once more…”

“I know.” Stanley Batton nodded. “I’m going tomorrow.”

“I’ll stay here with you until you get better,” Ron added.

“I’m sorry for making you worried, Grandpa.” Stanley frowned slightly.

Ron sighed and gently patted his shoulder, his eyes rimmed with red. “Silly kid, I’m your Grandpa. Of course, I’m