A few hours later, Rodey got really bored lying on the bed.
"That's it. I cannot stay in this place any longer! It's suffocating!"
For a free bird like Rodey, staying cooped up in this place was akin to a death's warrant. He got up just when the nurse entered.
She widened her eyes. "Sir! You cannot get up."
"Shut up, or I will kill you this instant."
"Doc-"
"Open your mouth, and you are dead. I am just going out for some fresh air, damn it. I am not gonna die from that," he muttered, "pesky annoying…"
Finally, the nurse had to let him go, but she ensured that the tubes were intact to his arm by the hanging pole connecting to the medicine bottle.
"Fuck this pole! Do I have to drag this nonsense everywhere?" Rodey gnashed his teeth and cursed as he walked, grudgingly holding the pole.
He looked out and saw a few Army and IB officers surrounding the hospital. He sneered. "So pathetic. I have no intention to run anyway either."
