Trev opened his eyes when he heard someone say his name. He thought it had to be Detective Hawk, back to ask more questions. Instead it was Doctor Kendall, which he supposed made more sense.
“Going to check me over again?” Trev asked, eyeing the good-looking, dark-haired man standing over him.
“Nope. According to the monitors, you’re doing just fine. I had the nurse reduce the morphine dosage. I want you off it and on regular pain medication as soon as possible.”
“And lose the money the hospital makes on the morphine?” Trev asked sarcastically.
Doctor Kendall wagged an admonishing finger. “Take it down a notch. I told you, you’ll probably be able to get financial assistance with your bills if you qualify.”
“I’d better.” Trev took a deep breath. “Sorry, but believe me, on what I make a
