William Murphy stood there, supported by Catherine and Layla, with Phillip and Jack flanking them.
The entire Murphy clan advanced toward us like an approaching storm.
Mary's face turned ashen. My heart hammered against my ribs as sweat slicked my palms. I'd only called Jack —I hadn't expected him to bring the entire Murphy family. They must have already been on their way when I called.
Jack's POV
I stood frozen in the sterile hospital corridor, watching everything unravel before my eyes. The call from Lucy had been frantic—my mother and Elizabeth Shaw physically fighting in the hospital. But nothing prepared me for the scene we walked into.
"Who did you say is dead?"
Grandfather William's voice boomed down the hallway, silencing everyone instantly.
