Special Mission?

The gate was finally closed and when the crowd dispersed, Francis, the Pediatrician we took from the camps approached me.

"Um, a word?" he said.

"Yeah? What do you need?" I replied.

"Your cousin..." he trailed.

"What do you want to know?" I replied.

"I know this is not my place to speak about such things but I think we should've at least dressed his wound despite the thing he di-" I cut him off.

"The things he did? You have no idea. Let me just tell you a few of them so you understand. You already know that he's involved with illegal substances and he's actually part of their inner circle around these parts. He influenced Russel and we almost lost Russel since he took too much of the stuff at one point. His heart literally stopped and he was hospitalized. I had to beat him up real good since he can't seem to understand that it's also his fault for taking them." I explained.

"W-wait, you beat him up?" he asked, confused.