Game of Royals

30 This Place Again

Where am I? I have been asking myself that question too often recently.

I looked around and found myself in a hospital, a place I've been too many times now.

I looked to the left. And I could not believe my eyes.

"Yumi!" I sat up from my bed at once.

"Ling are you alright?" she asked.

"If you consider sitting up from my bed then I am alright."

"Good that's all I need you for right now." she said sitting on the stool on my left.

"So where am I?"

"A hospital obviously. Though after you recover you will be going into custody."

"What?" I almost yelled this time if my voice wasn't so weak.

"I heard from the news that a competitor called Louis Costanzo M. Massimiliano died in the Empire States Building three days ago."

"You mean I was out cold for 3 days."

"Probably."

"And why are you here?"

"Because I called and messaged you several times but you didn't reply. I traced your phone and traced you down to New York. And only till yesterday I got Intel that you were in custody at this hospital."

"And how did you get in...let me guess connections?"

"That's not important. I have good news and bad news, which do you want to hear first."

"The bad news?" I am used to listening to bad news first that way it doesn't ruin the good news.

"It's the Henry case, I am sorry; there is nothing else I can do about it. He got away because of insufficient evidence."

"Let me guess, all the security camera footage that night was deleted and replaced with fake video footage."

"Always showing off your crafty little wits."

"So you came here me just to apologize to me."

She didn't say anything.

"So you miss me?" I said jokingly.

"You are a horrible person." She replied coldly.

"So you are worrying about me?" I asked jokingly again.

"I would rather you die." she said without warmness.

"No need to worry, I am doing better without you."

"Really?"

"Indubitably. But I wish I could have another bite of the breakfast you made."

"I will consider about that, if you still are alive at that point."

"I will do whatever it takes to live to have that bite."

I could vaguely feel that she was smiling a little.

"So what's the good news?"

"Oh you are about to go to court. And I am going to be your assistant defendant lawyer."

"WHAT?" this time I literally yelled.

"Stop complaining I am the best you have right now."

"I rather defend for myself, I thought it was obvious who has better skills."