When Demarco had finally arrived at home with Demar, he quickly called some other men to help him lift Demar to his room without waking him.
After putting him in his bed, he called Dr Joseph over, who was still at the hospital.
1 hour later, he arrived and went into the room Demar had given him just in case he has to stay the night.
He went into his room and came out with some medicine and an injection needle, then headed up to Demar's room.
As he arrived at Demar's room door, he saw Demarco was sitting in Demar's working chair he sat in when he was doing work in his room and drinking a glass of wine.
Dr Joseph smile and greeted Demarco before checking up on Demar.
As he was checking on Demar, he realizes nothing unusual.
"That's weird..."
Demarco raises one of his eyebrows while drinking his wine as he heard Dr Joseph speak.
Dr Joseph walks away from Demar and heads to Demarco to explain what he had just said more clearly.
"Demar vitals are fine and the symptoms you mentioned to me over the call don't go with what I have," Dr Joseph explain as he stood before Demarco.
"So you are saying he is fine?" Demarco asks after getting up from Demar's chair and pouring himself another glass of wine.
"Right!" Dr Joseph said then was about to leave, but remember that Demar had called him today saying he will get the blood.
"Um, did Demar get the blood?"
Demarco nodded his head as he sat down on the table sipping his wine.
"It's in Demar's car," Demarco said as he direct Dr Joseph to the blood Demar had collected from Zora's father.
"Okay, I will be heading back to the hospital!" Dr Joseph said, then took his leave.
***
At Dr Joseph's private hospital. . .
As he enters the room, Zora was stabilized but unconscious. He closed the door behind him and sat down on the spinning chair he had in Zora's room.
He begins to prepare his necessary equipment to remove the other toxic drugs from her system.
First, he took a small portion of the blood Mr Brooks had given Demar and tested if it had matched Zora's blood.
Just to be on the safe side, he waited patiently for the results before he continue extracting the toxic drugs from Zora's system.
***
After waiting patiently for the results so he could finish his job, he walks over to the machine he had the blood of Mr Brooks and Zora's blood tested to see if they match.
He scans the result carefully but when he saw the results; he pushes the glasses he was wearing up as it was coming down, then run his hand through his curly long dark hair which reaches his waist.
He shakes his head as he said to himself, "This blood doesn't match."
He steps away from the machine, walk out of the room and head to his office, which had an elegant desk setup design, a place for him to take a glass of water, a place for documents and books to stay, a couch and in each corner a plant was present.
There was also a window in his office that at night looking through it was a beautiful sight and where he was standing in his office, looking through the window and calling Demarco.
"Hello?" Demarco, who was on the other end of the call, answered.
"Is Demar awake?"
"He's still asleep. What's the matter?"
"Well, you see. The blood I receive to give to Zora doesn't match."
"Huh? What you mean it doesn't match Joseph?"
"Demarco, remember I am older than you, so it's Dr Joseph for you and Demar," Dr Joseph joke a little to keep everything calm.
Demarco laughs a little, then apologizes and said, "Are you saying Zora's father could be not her father?"
"Yes. Kindly tell Demar for me and tell him he still got 24 hours to help her. Goodnight for now," Dr Joseph said as he ended the call, put his phone back in his pockets and kept looking through his window.
***
At Demar's mansion. . .
After hearing what Dr Joseph had said, he wasn't sure how he was going to break the news to Demar, and he didn't want to make him any more worried about Zora.
"I can't tell him this," Demarco said in the dark, as he was the only one in the living room after just locking off the lights and taking Dr Joseph's call.
"Can't tell who, what?" Demarco jumps as he heard Demar's voice behind him in the dark.
"O um, you are up!" Demarco said quickly as he tries to push past Demar's question.
*Step, step*
Demarco stood where he was refusing to move as he heard Demar's footstep coming towards him.
When he felt Demar's hand on his shoulder, fear took over him.
"Demarco, you know that. . . I know when you are hiding something or lying to me, right?" Demar asks in a deep and relaxed voice as he rests his hand on Demarco's shoulder.
Demarco stayed quiet; after all, he never knew how to break the news to him that going to Mr Brooks was a waste of his time because he isn't even her father and now he has got only 24 hours to help Zora get the blood she needs or prepare himself for the worse.
"Demarco, what are you hiding from me?" Demar asks again in his deep and relaxed voice.
Demar's deep and relaxed voice was the voice he used when he's showing the mafia-dangerous side of him. And on that side of him, things can't easily escape or miss his attention. That's why he moves so swiftly the night he took out Mr Bins and help Zora.
Everyone has a dangerous side. Some persons may hide theirs, but Demar didn't have a problem showing his side.
He believes a person should have a cheerful side and a dark side when they are serious and don't make silly mistakes. Mistakes can be made, but when your dark side is showing, you must be able to learn from that mistake, so no mistake is made.
Demar's dark side, he uses it to scare his enemies and sometimes he accidentally scares his family and the people close to him. But he always apologizes after he has.
"Demarco, are you just going to stay silent?" Demar asks as he started applying pressure on Demarco's shoulder, which his hand was still resting on.
"I. . . um. . ."
"The blood you got. . .from Mr Brooks. . .does not match Zora's. . .blood."