Ever since she had discovered her daughter's links with the Sidera, Diane had been on edge. But as yet, she did not have enough information to confront her about it. From several different sources, she sought out information, but she didn't have enough yet, not by any means. Slowly, though, she was piecing together information. At home, hidden where nobody would find it, she had a notebook with every bit of information she knew in it. It was not yet by any means impressive, but her knowledge could only grow. She would get to the bottom of this, if it was the last thing she did.
Now Tod. In hospital, he posed no threat to her, and Marie should not get wind of it if she was lucky. Of course, there was every chance that Mr Rooney would not respect her wishes to keep her visit a secret, but she was already formulating responses. We deserve to know the truth.
A friendly nurse let he into his room, and she smiled at the boy, a container of home-baked gingerbread and a 'Get Well Soon!' card in her handbag. She got them out, and smiled at him, saying, "Good afternoon, Tod, dear. How do you feel?"
