"I will come to the hospital tomorrow for my own treatment. I have some things to sort out here. Thank you for coming by the way."
Athena didn't bother nodding at the half-ass appreciation from Alfonso. She'd rather talk to Gianna, who was watching the ambulance officials carry Mag on the stretcher to the van.
Gianna, who wanted to shout, "Karma is a bummer," but who, like Athena, didn't really wish damning sicknesses on people. That would be a tad too harsh, even if Mag had made things a bit difficult for her in the past.
"Will you stay for the meeting?" She heard Athena ask, and casually shrugged her shoulders.
"Since I'm already here, I might as well do the same. I was thinking the meeting would be held in another location, but this is better."
Athena nodded, and together they returned to find Alfonso had settled into a chair. He looked as though he had just lost a game of musical chairs and was trying to reclaim his spot at the table.
