More than anything

Hospitals meant questions, and possibly police, and the idea of it made Frank instantly leery. The last time he'd been in a hospital he'd been under arrest, waiting for arraignment. He'd died and come back since then.

But Billy had all of that handled. Frank held the little girl on his hip, as familiar with that as he'd ever been with his own kids. No, stains certainly weren't a worry, and if Billy was right and it was a basic through-and-through than there hopefully wouldn't be any lingering damage to the woman either.

"Either way," he said gently, "I can keep an eye on her."