Meanwhile, Ethan reached the parking lot and slid into his car. He was about to start the engine when something caught his eye.
A familiar vehicle.
"Isn't that… Daniel's car?" he murmured, narrowing his eyes.
There was no mistaking it, as Ethan had seen that exact car enough times to recognize it anywhere.
But why would Daniel Clafford be at the hospital?
Maybe it's just a coincidence, he reasoned, though the thought didn't fully convince him.
He shook his head and reached for the ignition when his phone suddenly buzzed. Then again. And again.
Notification after notification flooding in nonstop.
"What now?" he scowled, irritation flickering across his face.
The phone was on silent, but the vibration wouldn't stop — far longer than any normal alert.
Annoyed, he finally grabbed it and glanced at the screen. And the moment he saw the messages—reality hit him hard.
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