Roman’s hands curled into fists at his sides, and his patience snapped. “Why the fuck did you have to say that name?” he hissed through clenched teeth, eyes burning.

Theon lifted both hands slightly in a defensive gesture. “Maybe giving me a heads up would have been better.”

He glanced at Evelyn on the bed, then back at Roman. “I came back to the country as fast as I could because I was told your symptoms were acting up again,” he said, then paused, picking up his tools. “But who knew…”

Theon took a breath and spoke like a doctor again. “Let’s get her out of this hospital ward into...