Chapter 4 - Rushing Lily To The Boston Medical Center
Before Mark could press her further, six-year-old Lily let out a sharp, ragged cough from the living room sofa that echoed through the house.
Mark unlocked the doors and rushed to his daughter's side, finding her small face flushed with a sudden, dangerous fever.
"My stomach hurts so bad, Daddy..." Lily whimpered softly, clutching her small abdomen as tears streamed down her red cheeks.
Mark didn't hesitate; he scooped Lily up into his arms, grabbing his leather jacket while ignoring Vanessa’s frantic, incoherent protests.
"If you are still inside this house when I return with the police, Vanessa, I won't be holding back," Mark warned coldly at the door.
He ran down the stone front steps to his black Ford F-150 truck, laying Lily gently across the leather rear bench seat.
The heavy rain lashed against the windshield as he slammed his foot on the gas pedal, speeding toward Boston Children's Hospital.
Through the rearview mirror, Mark watched the dark headlights of an unmarked black SUV pull out from the neighbor's driveway behind him.
The SUV tailgated his truck through three red lights along Commonwealth Avenue, its high beams blinding Mark through his side mirrors.
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Mark gripped the steering wheel tightly, realizing that Vanessa's hidden accomplice was already tailing them through the rain-soaked city streets.
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