The top hospital in the city was the one Lord Jethro went for.
He wanted to go somewhere reliable, somewhere that would give him answers he could stand on.
And after going through the process which he hated, he still kept his mask on. He did not want to be recognized, especially not when everyone was still talking about him.
He could hear it everywhere. The news was still about him. The whispers were about him. How much of a hypocrite he was, people said. How much of a disappointment he was.
Some even talked about how he might have forced Grey into it, since that day he had insisted on giving him his name.
They spoke as if they had been there, as if they had seen it with their own eyes, as if they knew what had happened better than he did.
Some spoke of how disappointed they were in him, because they had believed he was different from all the other Enigmas. They had believed he was better. They had believed he had principles that could not be shaken.
