"Oh dear, what happened to your shirt, Mr. Nacht?" At the same moment, another paramedic exclaimed, "What's this?”
"Let me take a look at that." The younger one between them went in for a closer inspection. "If I'm guessing this correctly, it should be bird droppings."
"Did it come from that little parrot?" The two of them looked at the unconscious Fifi in astonishment.
"Right, that has to be it." A third paramedic came out of the washroom and sounded agitated. "I saw that bird poop on Mr. Nacht last night and he didn't seem too pleased..."
"Could it be..." The trio looked upon Fifi with considerable sympathy.
Charlotte was taken aback as she looked blankly at the bird. It crossed her mind that Fifi could have been strangled by Zachary.
Her strength escaped her as she nearly collapsed onto the bed.
"Ms. Windt..." The younger paramedic propped her up and offered her some gentle words of consolation, "Please take care of your health. The parrot is still alive so you might be able to save it if you could get it to a veterinarian."
"As we have other matters to attend to, we should be going."
The paramedics appeared tense and left as quickly as they could.
"Hey, wait up." The younger one also followed suit, afraid that Charlotte might be upset. That could mean trouble for them.
Charlotte sat in the room by herself and was extremely upset with Zachary as she looked upon the half-dead bird.
Notions about being considerate or a teddy bear at heart were all empty talk.
The man was brutal enough to throttle Fifi for merely pissing on him.
She thought him an absolute monster.
The more she ruminated about it, the more she wanted to choke the man right back.
At the same time, she considered another problem that may arise. If he could bring himself to do this to a mere parrot, she shuddered to imagine what would he possibly do to her three children.
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