"So dad, how did everything go with the hiring I mean?" Kiro changed the subject, he wanted to be on the loop about everything.
Sekani sighed as if the thought of it drained him completely. "It went rather well. We managed to hire thousands. I'll have to go back tomorrow for training them, they've signed contracts and were happy with it."
"You did all that within a few days of being gone?" Kiro asked impressed.
"We would've done more, we actually started the training too but it had to be halted because of this lawsuit. I had to make sure you guys were okay."
"So, you'll need me to stay behind?"
"Yes, and not in-game either, you know what they're capable of, I need you very much aware!" Sekani was glad he didn't need to explain the details to him.
Kiro nodded. He'd taken kickboxing for a few months, he had no idea how he faired against professionals but he was willing to find out if it meant protecting his family.
"I'll stay behind then."
Sekani knew his wife wouldn't like it if Kiro went with him, so he came up with countermeasures to ensure he willingly stayed behind. Both mother and son were quite stubborn.
Just then, an atrocious ringtone sounded from Sekani's pocket. Kiro chuckled behind his hand, Wilfred looked away wanting to laugh but holding it in.
Sekani gave them a warning expression. He checked his phone and saw that it was Jesús Silva. The man had good news for him, turns out his driver was as clean as a sheet.
Silva gave him everything. It was a little too much, he even knew 4 generations of his family. Sekani was a bit taken aback by the whole investigation, he was tempted to investigate the Blakeson family.
But that thought quickly washed away from his mind, as he remembered something Kiro had told him. A story his father told his son about his family, with a potential rich history.
"Kiro." Sekani nodded him to the door. Kiro knew that, when his father used his actual name, it was serious so he didn't argue and went out.
"Wilfred, I need you to do something for me."
"Not that, well, nevermind, I'm not getting sick. I've trained and I'm healthy." He said proudly puffing his chest.
They had called a cab, and it was already waiting outside the estate. He opened the door for her, and helped get in, Vada hopped on the other side and they drove to the hospital.
Kiro thought about it, but he doesn't remember even seeing a hospital. Maybe when he was born, but beyond that it was blank. He'd seen a couple of medicare pods at school, even entered one.
The cab drove for a few minutes, stopping in front of a very large building. It was cleaner than anything he'd ever seen in Sanctuary. The smell of medication and blood mixed in the air.
It was exactly full, this hospital didn't just take anyone in. That's why a nurse ran to them the moment they entered the doors.
"Good morning madam, what can we do for you today?" The apparently nice nurse asked, with an obvious fake smile on her face.
Kiro didn't fault her. She's probably forced to receive guests in such a friendly manner. Nobody is always in the mood for such things.
"I'm here for a check up."
"Right this way, your son? There's some resemblance." She tried making conversation.
"Right." Freya said, she wasn't trying to be rude but Kiro looked nothing like her, that bothered her somehow.
She entered the pod. She'd been here before, so her DNA had already been scanned.
[Welcome Freya Waynworth. The last time you had a checkup was almost 6 years ago. You've been great to your health since.
Oh look at that, you're pregnant. Congratulations. There's 3 of them too.]
The system rumbled on about how much of a blessing this was in their society. Freya just lied there, waiting to know whether her kids were healthy. What time and date should they expect them to come.
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