Chapter 3 - Shadows Lurking Inside the Emergency Room
Red and blue emergency lights flashed violently against the glass doors of the Boston Trauma Center as paramedics rushed Arthur inside.
Ethan walked briskly beside the gurney, gripping his unconscious father's cold hand while hospital staff yelled urgent medical orders around them.
Jessica followed at a distance, flanked by two private security guards Ethan had instructed to monitor her every single move.
"He has severe blunt force trauma to the occipital region and internal bleeding," the lead surgeon shouted as they wheeled Arthur toward operating room four.
Ethan was forced to stop at the double doors, watching helplessly as his father disappeared behind the sterile stainless-steel entrance.
He turned toward the waiting room, his hands covered in faint traces of blood from holding Arthur’s head on the marble staircase.
Jessica sat on a plastic chair in the corner, staring blankly at the shining American flag hanging on the hospital wall opposite her.
Ethan approached her, leaning down until his face was only inches from hers, his eyes burning with intense determination.
"If my father doesn't wake up from that operating room, Jessica, you will spend the rest of your life in a federal prison," Ethan warned.
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Jessica looked up, her eyes wide with fear, before whispering a name that sent a sudden surge of adrenaline through Ethan's veins: "Julian."
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