Chapter 311: Without Waiting (4)
An hour later, another ambulance arrived at the emergency bay of the hospital—this time carrying Annie. Though her condition was critical, the paramedics had managed to stabilize her just enough for transport.
She was rushed into the same hospital as Duncan, but unlike Duncan—whose gurney had already disappeared into surgery—Annie was unconscious, her pale face barely recognizable beneath the streaks of dried blood and bruises.
Cammy sat stiffly in the waiting area just outside the operating room. She hadn’t changed out of her dusty clothes. Her phone rested loosely in her hand, untouched. Her eyes were locked on Dylan, who had finally fallen asleep with his head on her lap, his little hand still clutching the fabric of her blouse tightly.
Greg stood a few steps away, talking quietly with the nurse at the front desk, handling formalities as doctors moved swiftly behind the swinging doors.
Suddenly, the sound of rapid footsteps echoed down the corridor.
"Cammy!"
Cammy looked up just in time to see Ric rushing toward her, his face flushed, worry painted deep into his features. He knelt down in front of her, breathing hard.
"Ric?" she blinked in surprise. "What are you doing here?"
"I—I called Grace earlier for some legal advice," Ric explained quickly, brushing his hair back with one shaky hand. "But she said she couldn’t talk because Dylan was taken by Annie. That’s when I panicked. I called Randolf and found out you were here."
He looked her over, then gently glanced at the sleeping child on her lap, relief washing over his face.
"Thank God, he’s okay..." Ric said softly before continuing, "After that, I called Annie’s father—Bartolomeu Tucker. He’s on his way here now."
Cammy’s eyes widened, her lips parted in disbelief. "You... you called him?"