Ellen came in with a fresh coffee for me and kindly took away the previous one I’d never touched.
“What’ll happen to him?” I asked, though of course she didn’t know any more than me.
She shrugged ruefully. “I don’t know. Stay in a coma, I suppose, until he comes out of it, or…”
“No,” I said.
Ellen nodded slowly. “Of course. That won’t happen.”
“He needs someone to be with him.”
“Yes, but they haven’t managed to get in contact with his family yet. I’m sure the staff will look after him, Kevin, and the social services and charities often visit. It can’t be helped. He’ll respond to someone in the end.”
I stared at Marcus. “But I’m here now.”
She raised her eyebrows. “Yes. That’s lucky, isn’t it? A week ago, he’d have had to lie here alone while they searched for someone close to him,
