Jayden disliked her on sight.
“Mother,” Scott interrupted. “Are you and Jeff going now?”
Going?
“In a moment,” she said briskly. “Once I have had it noted that I am not happy with this decision.”
“What decision?” Jayden interrupted.
Mrs. Peace raised an eyebrow at him and folded her arms. “Who are you?” she snapped.
“That’s Jayden,” Scott said, shaking his head at Jayden minutely.
“Jayden,” she echoed, and her eyes narrowed. “The boy Darren was visiting. Before.”
“Yes.”
“My son has been attacked, suffered through emergency surgery, has nearly died, and is in the care of incompetent medical staff, because he has been visiting a comprehensive boy?”
Jayden bristled; Scott bristled faster. “Jayden’s a mate,” he snapped. “Just because he doesn’t go to St. John’s doesn’t mean Darren can’t fucking visit him. It’s nothing to do with Jayden that this happened!”