His eyes were sore from lack of sleep. Jo had thought his restlessness in the night was because of Aidan, and said over breakfast that he should just take him to Rozelle and get it over with. ‘I know you’re a nice guy and you don’t want to stuff up anyone’s career,’ she’d said. ‘But once he’s qualified he’ll be out there on his own, and imagine if he was called to something important? Imagine if I was pregnant then went into labour and he came along with a trainee of his own?’ Mick shook his head at the idea and the memories her words brought up of the disastrous case that he and Sophie had done last year. The thought of another three months – he’d checked the roster – with Aidan the way he was was almost unbearable. What if he kept up the shitty attitude? How could Mick justify not taking him to Rozelle if he did? But the risk of Aidan telling about the money was so high. Mick supposed he could just hide the money and deny all knowledge – but the point was to spend it on IVF.
