The drive to the hospital felt like it flew by, taking half the time it usually would.
When Patrick stepped out of the car, his legs were so shaky he could barely stand. One of Grady's guys, noticing Patrick's wobbly state and worried about Miss Mira's safety, mumbled a quick apology. Without another word, he hoisted Patrick up by the collar and carried him forward like he weighed nothing.
Dangling in mid-air, Patrick was left speechless. "..."
He couldn't help but wonder if Blaze's comparison of Mira's family to the infamous Emmitt gang was spot on.
Before long, Grady's man reached the emergency room and finally set Patrick down.
Feeling a bit awkward, Patrick steadied himself and immediately made his way to the nurse at the front desk. "Excuse me, a student who was rescued from drowning was just brought in. How is she doing? Is she still being treated?"
The nurse looked at him a bit perplexed. "We haven't had any drowning cases today. Are you sure you're at the right hospital?"
"That's impossible. She was definitely brought here," Patrick insisted, knowing he had double-checked before leaving the school.
"I've been on duty all day, and there really hasn't been any drowning case brought in," the nurse reiterated, even flipping open the logbook for Patrick to see.
Patrick peered at the logbook, bewildered. "How can that be?"
Meanwhile, Grady's man, looking even more serious than during the ride, stepped outside to call Grady.
Caught up in his discussion with the nurse, Patrick didn't notice the group of people emerging from the corridor's other end.
Mirabella, in conversation with a police officer, spotted Patrick. After a quick chat in French with the officer, she walked over to him.
"Hey, friend," Mirabella called out.
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