Chapter 124

Davis’s POV: An hour and a half later, I pulled my car into the villa’s courtyard. I got out, clutching the medicine as I hurried toward the entrance. I rang the doorbell, and Eleanor came to open it. Eleanor and I exchanged a nod. “Mr. Robinson is over by the sofa.” “Thank you,” I said as I stepped inside. Over by the sofa, Mr. Robinson leaned back with his eyes closed, his expression guarded. “Mr. Robinson.” I approached him, bowing slightly. “I brought your medication.” He opened his eyes, sat up, and said, “Hand it over.” I passed him the medicine. He popped two stomach pills into his mouth, and I picked up the water glass from the table to hand it to him. After taking the pills, he set the glass down. Eleanor approached, concern in her gaze. “How are you feeling now, Mr. Robinson?” He gave a faint nod. “Much better.” “That’s good.” She paused, then glanced at the time. It was almost two o’clock. She covered her mouth and yawned quietly, utterly exhausted. He stood up. “Someone wil