Chapter 6 - The Emergency Room Evidence
By 2:00 AM, David sat in the sterile waiting room of Westchester Medical Center while doctors examined Ethan and Lily.
The pediatric physician walked out holding a clip board, his face drawn in lines of deep professional anger and pity.
"Mr. Vance, Lily has two fractured ribs, severe defensive bruising on her forearms, and signs of chronic malnutrition," the doctor reported.
"Ethan suffered a concussion shielding her from that wooden rolling pin tonight, along with older, unhealed fractures in his wrist."
David buried his face in his hands, tears scalding his palms as the sickening reality of his blind neglect washed over him.
He had trusted Evelyn—a woman from an elite Manhattan banking family—while his children were being tortured in their own home.
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"I need to see them," David whispered, standing up on shaky legs that felt like hollow glass.
"They need their father, Mr. Vance," the doctor said softly, guiding him through the sliding double doors of the pediatric wing.
