There was a rush of relief when he saw that it was Kaja. It was a friend coming to visit him and not the meeting he had thus far been dreading. Rufus relaxed as much as he could given the circumstances. His head leaned back against the pillow, but still his right eye stayed on her. "I think-
- were no words of comfort she could offer. What would be the point? At least he was still alive. Too often did it feel like someone was trying to pick them off one by one. Maybe they were? "The culprit better look fucking worse."