"So, Mr Royle. Do you feel up to talking to me yet?"
Dylan put down the glass of water on the table, looking up at the man who had taken him from all he knew, and had him locked away in a house far from home. "Gonna tell me why I'm here first?"
"Well one minute you're dead, your girlfriend comes to see you before your funeral and you wake up as she's leaving with Ben and Sienna."
Dylan could only shrug. "I don't know. I guess I did die... But then I started to hear my dad talking. And then Nico."
"Do you remember anything at all after the car accident?"
Dylan shook his head. "I remember being in the hospital. Dr S'Avage was there... Said something about needing an operation...Then someone came into the room... Then nothing."
"Do you know who this person was?"
"No. I just wanna go back home."
"I'm afraid I can't let you do that."
"Why not?"
"Something young Nico Blake said. She thinks there's something odd going on at that hospital, she's tried to get Jason to look into it, and I've taken it off him." DS Thorpe looked at him. "I'm putting you into police protection, no need to worry about serving your sentence when this is all over. I'll let my colleagues know you've been helping with my inquiries and ask that they take it into account."
Dylan nodded, listening to him. Trust Nico to head her own campaign to find out what really happened. He sighed. "Well what about Nico? She thinks I'm dead, can I at least tell her what's going on?"
"I'm afraid she's too highly emotional at this stage, she could very well let something slip."
Yeah cause of this! If I tell her, then she knows it's gonna be ok and she won't say anything. I know her she wouldn't." Dylan looked up, pleading with him. "Please."
Thorpe looked at the teenage boy. He knew Dylan wasn't a bad kid, it was just unfortunate of who his father was and he went down the wrong path to impress him. "Fine I'll bring her here. This is only on the condition she's not to breathe a word while this investigation is going on."
Dylan nodded, sitting back in his chair. "Thank you."
Thorpe nodded and left the house. He sighed, getting into his car and drove back to the village, leaving Dylan to his thoughts.