"What did you do to my brother?"
I held the phone from my ear and looked at the caller ID. Why was Joshua calling me? Had something happened to King?
"Joshua? Is King alright?"
"He is in intensive care."
I jumped up from my office chair and started gathering my belongings. "Where is he? I'm on the way. What happened?"
"Don't come. You don't mean anything to him anymore, and you aren't related. You can't see him."
"Tell King that. He still thinks he owns me."
"I don't know about that. What I do know is going cold turkey off an unknown medication can be deadly. You did that to King, and now he is in a coma, and I don't know what to do about it."
"I did that?"
"You are the one who made him promise to stop taking the drugs, right?"
"Yes, I guess I did, but Joshua, I can't find any information about this medication. It is changing him. I was trying to protect him."
"You aren't qualified to help him."
