They followed George, but just enough distance between them so he doesn't spot them until they were stopped by a doctor.

"Are you visiting someone?"

Lester spoke. "Uh...yes, that man over there, George Steele. We're his friends, he's going through a tough time so he dashed away."

"Oh, understandable," they resumed their chase.

"Lester, I didn't know you were such a liar," Rex smirked.

"Rex, please, it was for the greater good."

"Where is he?" Angus said. They hurried in front, Angus barely managing to move due to his limp. George vanished.

Rex kicked the garbage can. "Shit, we lost him! Fuck!"

They looked left and right, he was nowhere. "He must've gotten upstairs," Rex said. "No, elderly people are there," said Lester, while an impatient Rex spoke. "So? Maybe his mom is ill."

"If we go by what Julian said to us, I believe that it is probably the man's wife that is ill,"

Angus scratched his beard. "But if what we heard was true, he wouldn't work for Cornelious unless..." It dawned on them, they knew where to look. They sprinted downstairs and looked at every patient there until they came close to the last room. They almost tiptoed there and saw it.

George was sitting in a chair next to his 12-year-old comatose daughter. He was reading her 'Alice's Adventures in Wonderland.' Angus screamed, "NO, NO!" He grabbed his head and ran away crying.

George was shocked, he threw the book to the table. He gritted his teeth and grabbed Rex's throat with both hands. "YOU! You fucking bastards, why did you follow me here? How moronic are you three?"

Lester didn't know what to do. He was worried sick for whatever was happening to Angus but also for Rex, as his face turned purple. "G-George, please stop, we mean no harm. W-We, you're strangling Rex, please let go,"

George eased his hands. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill all three of you," George stared at Rex's eyes with fire. Rex spoke, "I expected better from you, being Cornelious's lapdog." Lester panicked, "R-Rex!" "I'll be fine, Lester, just make sure Angus is okay." Lester was hesitant but went to Angus.

Rex continued, "I know why you work for that rat, you didn't have the money for your daughter to continue living. So I assume the Viper came and offered you a deal. George, I'm no doctor, but your daughter is far from saving. I'm sorry, but you need to free yourself from his grip. He has papers that show him as the crook he is, you know that helps us."

George was shaking with rage. "How...dare you. It's easy for you to say when you get drunk and beat your wife every night, you broke her."

Rex looked down in shame. "I was a piece of shit, I deserved worse than the beating you gave me. I deserve to suffer for it but not death. I do regret it. I was a different person all those years ago, meeting Lester changed me. But, George, your daughter is already gone. Those...machines won't help her if they didn't save her already, they won't now. Cornelious is a liar, he's using you. He knows your daughter is gone, why go through this when you know the outcome?"

George gripped his throat tightly, Rex unable to speak. "Shut your filthy mouth, you know nothing of what it's like to have a loving wife and a kid, to have the love of your life taken away by cancer, and then your child!" George held back tears as he threw Rex to the ground. "You have until the count of 3 to leave my sight," he gripped his gun. "one," the three ran outside the hospital, Angus being dragged by Lester. They went outside and were covered in sweat, their bodies sticky. Rex rubbed his throat finally able to breathe, he looked up and they were surrounded by cops.