PAID

*Name:* Leon Cosmod

*Age:* 26

*Marital Status:* Married

*Diagnosis:* Mild concussion

*Cause of Injury:* Rubber bullets... *rubber bullets?!*

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Martin stood at the foot of Leon’s hospital bed, staring in disbelief at the medical chart.

“How does this even happen?! Rebecca, did you actually lose control and try to kill the Captain?”

Rebecca, lounging on the hospital bed with a leisurely air, bit into a blue apple she had taken from a fruit basket.

“Don’t look at me. The Captain told me to shoot at his head. Not my fault.”

“Then… why is the Captain the one with a concussion, but *you’re* the one lying on *his* hospital bed, eating the fruit *I* brought for *him*?” Martin asked, exasperated.@@novelbin@@