Medical Center.
Office.
"Do you know Ellis Nursing Home?"
Adam pondered for a moment and looked at Mike, who was watching him.
"Of course I do!"
Mike froze, then grew excited. "You mean..."
"If you're willing, I can help get your grandmother admitted there."
Adam smiled. "I think you'd be much more at ease that way, wouldn't you?"
"I'm willing!"
Mike said in delighted surprise.
Ever since the Golden Light Nursing Home incident came to light, medical elder care had become the greatest concern for everyone involved.
Mike was no exception. All he could do was pretend to be a lawyer and use professional legal jargon to intimidate the nursing home staff.
Even that didn't reassure him, so he increased the frequency of his visits from once a month to three or four times a month.
He had heard about Ellis Nursing Home and had even gone there to inspect it in person.
Unfortunately, although he liked this exceptionally pure nursing home, not just anyone could get in.
They gave priority to poor, elderly people without family, followed by independently successful individuals willing to make substantial donations.
Even then, there was another round of screening.
They never stated the specific criteria, but with his intelligence and powers of observation, he had easily figured it out during his visit.
They were all gentle, decent people.
Let good people be rewarded in their old age.
Once Mike reached that conclusion, he wanted it even more.
In his eyes, his grandmother was unquestionably a good person. She should have qualified, but the one thing holding her back was him, her grandson.
That left him feeling helpless.
Now that Adam had brought it up, he tossed any notion of hourly pay out of his mind. So long as his grandmother could get in, he