Jack plays with a coin between his finger. He had been doing that for nearly an hour and yet, these two sleep soundlessly like little babies.

He flipped the coin and it directly landed on the back of his hand. He repeated the cycle and the coin lands on the back of his hand and then palm, alternately.

"Bored?" Soon, Rex hoarse voice halted Jack from doing his odd time killer. Jack turned his unenthusiastic expression to Rex's pale reposed figure.

"Displease," Jack then fiddled the coin with his finger again, and laid back on the chair.

"Ugh," A light growl coming from Leon's direction resonated across the whole acting infirmary. Subconsciously, they turned their heads to Leon who was holding his temple in agony.

"Looks like you didn't go easy on him, eh?" Jack somehow had an amused tone as he witnessed Leon groan. Moreover, the bandaged wrapped around his head was enough proof.

"Aiya~, what a sight to see…" Jack added, purposely venting his frustrations towards the two injured trusted men of Seraphina.

"Jack, let them rest." Just then, Tito came in with an unfamiliar man following behind him.

"I'm not doing anything bad, eh?" Jack tilted his head without giving much thought of the unfamiliar middle-aged man.

The unfamiliar man kept his silence as he strode towards Leon's figure. He clicked his tongue just seeing Leon's injury as if saying that his wounds were dire.

"Doctor?" Jack heedlessly muttered despite knowing that his guess was right.

"He's a good one recommended by Tuna boy," Tito answered, not letting the specialist be disturbed by them. Tito stepped aside and leaned on the corner wall opposite Jack's.

Granting that they were all trained for first aid, Tito knew very well that their injuries this time does need the help of a more professional one.

"The first aid was a job well done but your friend needs an immediate CT scan. I can't assess the internal damages just by looking at it. It's urgent to know if he fractured his skull, sir." The doctor sighed heavily as he informed Tito. It was commendable for him to stay calm and do his job knowing the kind of people around him now.

"I see." Tito nodded in understanding which somehow relieved the old doctor. To him, at least these felons are easier to talk with than those he dealt in the past. Alas, just as he inwardly heaved a sigh of relief, Tito added in an inquiring tone,

"What equipment you still needed?"

"Huh?" The doctor who was wearing casual clothes showed a huge question mark across his face which made Jack laugh out loud on the corner.

"Pfft-! It's the literal meaning, doc. You do it." Just as Jack slightly regained his composure, he explicates to the confused civilian doctor. Indeed, all of them won't just waltz into the hospital and get checked albeit, they never got that severed in the underworld.

Even so, though the situation this time was indeed alarming, the doctor who had seen them should be the only one who could perform it. Alas, by the looks of it, the doctor only just realized their nature.

"Don't worry, doc. You'll be safe as long as they live." Jack reassured, however, his assurance doesn't sound reliable and if one scrutinized his words, it will lead to a different interpretation of a threat.

The middle-aged man gulped as his gaze darted back and forth to Jack's nefarious grin and Tito's stoic expression. Before he recomposed himself and cleared his throat. "That's all, I have other tools to perform an injury if necessary."

"Is two hours good?" Tito inquired as he slid his phone from his pocket. His firm muscles and cuts showed even without trying and held the smartphone as if it was too small for him.

"Yes," Having a vague conclusion of what Tito meant, the doctor answered with a nod. He then moved to Rex and checked his deep wound. In the mind of the doctor, how did these two ended up in such a state?

One had his head bleeding and the other had small yet deep wounds that could be deadly if left untreated. The doctor diverted his attention to his job after he glanced at Jack who just threatened him in the facade of reassurance.

Tito dialed Alexander Han's phone number and after three rings, it was answered.

"We need a piece of good equipment to proceed for their CT scan, and prolly other reliable tools in the future." Tito didn't go in a circle and dived in on his request. For a moment, Alexander Han didn't respond as he processed Tito's words.

"When do you need it?"

"Two hours."

"Alright." With that last confirmation, the line was cut off by Alexander Han. Yet, Tito wasn't displeased by it as he doesn't have anything left to say.

Tito turned his head to the doctor who was busy stitching other untended wounds of Rex. "It'll be here in two hours."

Hearing Tito's affirmation, the doctor was slightly baffled as he just made a call and viola -- he got the equipment that cost several hundred thousand to million dollars! Just who the hell are they to have such huge financer?

"Hehe, doc, I can read your thoughts, ya know." Jack grinned mischievously as he watched the person treat his confidants.

"Jack, you should complain to the boss if you're dissatisfied with your assigned task." Furrowing his brows, Tito sensed Jack's slightly edgy mood since earlier. He wasn't often like this hence, it was easier to tell when Jack was displeased on Seraphina's decisions. Even so, he never complained and abided. He just vented his frustrations to the people on his surroundings, like them for example, by playing with their little minds.

"Tch," Jack clicked his tongue as he was exposed. Indeed, among them all, Jack was the most excited upon hearing about doing a heist, alas, his assigned mission was the lamest of them all.