Chapter 5 - Fraternity Brothers Attempt To Cover Up Their Crimes
Left alone once more, the three college students realized even the local police had abandoned them to their grim fate.
Whitmore began hyperventilating, his fingers clawing nervously at the collar of his red and navy blue varsity jacket.
“The cops just walked away! They left us here with him! What kind of sick town is this?” Whitmore whimpered.
“Shut up, Whitmore! You’re panicking and making everything worse!” Cole hissed, though his own voice cracked with fear.
“My dad is a federal judge, okay? Once he finds out we’re being harassed, this guy will lose everything,” Hale tried to reassure himself.
Inside the room, the father ignored their frantic whispers, focusing entirely on adjusting his daughter’s white hospital gown.
He gently brushed a stray lock of hair away from her bruised forehead, his touch infinitely tender compared to his lethal glare.
“You’re going to be okay, baby girl. Daddy is going to make sure the world knows what they did,” he whispered softly.
The heart monitor beeped rhythmically, providing a steady bassline to the heavy tension suffocating the entire hallway.
Cole pulled out his phone again, desperately hammering the screen in a futile attempt to bypass the network jamming protocol.
“My father’s security team isn’t answering my calls either. All our lines are completely dead,” Cole realized with mounting dread.
“It’s him. He did this. He blocked our communications before we even realized we were trapped,” Hale concluded bleakly.
They began backing away slowly down the hallway, their varsity jackets rustling against the crisp hospital walls.
The father did not chase them yet; he simply watched them retreat with the terrifying patience of a seasoned predator.
He knew every exit from the building was already sealed by his clandestine associates stationed outside the parking garage.
There was no escape from the reckoning that had been set into motion the moment his daughter drew a ragged breath.
The sterile white hospital lights seemed to dim around them, plunging the hallway into an oppressive, shadowy twilight.
Cole tripped over his own expensive sneakers, catching himself against the wall with a frantic, muffled gasp.
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“We need to reach the stairwell and find a car before he decides to finish us right here,” Cole whispered hoarsely.
Without looking back, the three arrogant fraternity brothers turned and broke into a blind, desperate sprint toward the exit.
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