SYNDICATE - Season 1 - Episode 11

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SYNDICATE - Season 1 - Episode 11

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Lia disposed of his vomit, tying the bag tightly. She re-entered the bathroom about half an hour later with a cold washcloth. When she put it on his forehead, he opened those brilliantly blue eyes. Lia’s stomach twisted itself into all kinds of shapes. He looked at her, but was silent. She could tell he had sobered up a little.


“I want go to bed,” he said after a few minutes.

Lia nodded and used the handicap helping machine to get him out of the tub and back in his chair. She pushed him into his room. He changed himself, but she helped him slide into bed. He looked at her.


“You knew Alice?” he asked.


“Yes.”
“She knew my parents.”
“Alice and your parents were all good people.”

Kieran used his elbows to push himself up a little. He frowned a little at Lia.


“You knew my parents?”
“Yes. For two years.”
“Wow. And all this time, I thought she was the last one to know them. People come and go so often…” He trailed off. “Do you remember them?”

“Oh yes.” Lia smiled, and sat on the edge of his bed. He looked intrigued, like a small child hearing about Santa Claus for the first time. “Your father, was one of the nicest people I knew. No one has ever been so kind to me. Sometimes, when I was younger, I would explore your gardens, even though the gardeners would give me specific instructions against it. You father caught me once. I thought I was going to be chastised. Instead he looked at me and winked. He said it would be our little secret. Oh! And your mom would always give me one of the first cookies out of the oven when she would make them for your birthday or special occasions. She told me I was her cookie taster.”

Lia felt a lump growing in her throat. She had been very fond of the O’Meara couple. When she looked down at Kieran, he had an expression on his face she had never seen before. His eyebrows were wrinkled in sadness, but his eyes showed happiness. The way he looked at her made her panic. She wanted to hide, to blend in with the walls. Lia began to stand, but he grabbed her wrist.


“Please…” he begged. “Tell me more of what you remember about my parents.”

Even though every molecule in her body wanted to run and hide, Lia forced herself to sit again. Kieran smiled at her, which made her stomach turn to ice.

Lia told him more about his parents. Eventually, when she looked down, he was asleep.