Walk-in: The Soul Contract (BL)

Chapter 26: JAMIE'S REVENGE

The doctor, whom Daniel talked to, checked Rick's medical records and found something. He wanted to do further exams, but his patient wanted to be discharged that very day. The doctor had no choice but to let Rick go. When the discharge process was done, he instructed Rick to pick up his medicine and supplements at the pharmacy.

Rick declined, saying he had no money to pay for it.

"It has already been paid for courtesy of a government program."

Rick said nothing but picked up the pills on his way out. In his entire law practice, he knew no government program that gave free medicine away in a private hospital.

He did not want to go back to his spot under the bridge so he walked around the city. The places that he could sleep were limited. Some areas of the city were claimed by a local gang. The homeless people in another corner made him feel unwelcome. A man with blood shot eyes gave him a chilling glare. He was driven away by a security guard when he tried to set up his cardboard at the back alley of an apartment building.

Darkness loomed and snow began to fall.

Rick decided to go to the last place he knew. He walked to the outskirts of the city. In that area, there was less chance of being spotted by patrolmen. He would be exposed to the elements but at least he wouldn't be driven away. Other homeless people camped there. Before Rick could step further into the bushes, he heard a car stop behind him. He turned around and was blinded by the headlights.

The high beam was switched off and was replaced by the low beam. The driver came out and walked towards Rick.

Rick's eyes adjusted with the light. He saw the same man from the hospital.

"What do you want?" Rick did not want anything to do with this guy especially if he was one of them faggots.

"It would be better if you come with me, Mr. Carlton." Trygvason was straightforward with his answer.

"And why would I do that?" Rick scoffed.

"It would be unwise to stay outside at this season, Sir. Plus, I don't want to freeze together with you in this cold winter night. I would rather be home eating a warm meal right now." Trygvason blinked his snow-covered lashes. He could be honest if he wanted to, especially when he was exhausted.

Rick walked to the direction of the city and passed the man.

Trygvason stood rooted in his spot. But when Rick called his name, he turned around to face him.

"Trygvason is it?" Rick shouted.

Trygvason straightened up and responded with a voice that was loud and clear. "Eric Trygvason, Sir."

"Well what are you waiting for? Start the car." Even Rick wanted a warm meal.

Trygvason shook the snow off his hair and clothes. He wiped the melted snow off of his face as he walked to his vehicle. He turned the heater on as soon as he started the car. Then, he reversed and drove back to the city.

"You can sleep in the other bedroom. There is a shower there. You can also use the washing machine if you want. I'm going to change then start dinner." Trygvason's voice faded when he entered his own bedroom.

Rick walked to the other room. After a quick check, he placed his backpack on the floor. Then he opened the bathroom. The first thing he wanted to do was to clean up. Rick scrubbed away the dirt and dead skin. Dark brown water flushed down the drain until it became clear. It was the first time in a few months that he had truly felt clean.

He changed into the only pair of clothes that he had on his backpack. When he went out of the room, his nose was filled by the aroma of herbs from the kitchen. His hungry stomach made itself known with a growl.