CHAPTER 91
MIGUEL
I’ve been here in LA for three weeks. I couldn’t understand was why they wouldn’t allow me to see Dylan.
And if you think it was a mistake to say that I was in LA—No, I was not mistaken. I’ve been here for three fvcking weeks and am pissed and gutted to the core. No one could give me a clear idea.
At the airport in Sydney, I changed my itinerary from Sydney-LGA to Sydney-JFK. It was good that my staff sniffed that Dylan had been transferred to Alhambra in LA. I thought it would be easy for me to find him in the LA Hospital-- I was totally wrong and very disappointed. He was in a critical situation and no one was allowed to visit him. What the fvck—was all I muttered when I was informed.
After almost fifteen days of waiting, I was beginning to lose hope that I wou
