You blink, but your vision is blurred, smearing the light of a nearby street lamp across your line of sight. You try to stand and find yourself gently restrained. A familiar voice cuts through the ringing in your ears.
"Don't worry, sir. I'll help you get home."
"Gerard?" How did your manservant find you in the alleyway?
Gerard senses your question before you vocalize it. "I was at the police station following up on the research you requested. Qui's men found you here while they were chasing the Anarch and brought me to you. It's only been a few minutes, but we need to get you home. The sun's nearly up."
"I'll be fine, just let me stand."
Gerard steps back at your direction. "Of course, sir. You're looking better already."
Sleep Comes Quickly