Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 687

The wail of an ambulance siren pierced the air.

"Mr. Gilbert! The ambulance is here!"

The ambulance screeched to a halt, and paramedics hurried out, rushing to Caroline's side to administer first aid before lifting her onto a stretcher and into the vehicle.

Caroline was injured, her condition uncertain. Gilbert knew he shouldn't just leave her behind and walk away, but...

After wrestling with his thoughts, Gilbert pulled out his phone and dialed Francis's number. "Big brother, it's me. I need a favor... Yeah... Thanks a lot, bro!"

Once he hung up, Gilbert glanced at Abel. "To Easthaven Docks!"

"Right away, Mr. Gilbert!"

As they drove, Gilbert immediately called Charles.

"Charles, it's about Sherilyn..."

"Mr. Gilbert!"

Charles's voice, fraught with urgency, cut him off. "Easthaven Docks are ablaze! The fire's massive! We can't get anywhere near the Harrison family's warehouse!"

A fire? How could there be a fire?

Anger surged within Gilbert, his jaw clenching so tight he thought his teeth might crack.

"What about the fire department? Haven't they arrived?"

"They're here!" Charles replied, his voice edged with panic. "They're trying to put out the fire at the Harrison family's warehouse. Once it's under control, we'll move in!"

Wait, they had to wait?

Could Sherilyn wait?

Gilbert's jaw tightened further, his temples throbbing visibly.

His mind was a whirlwind of chaos...

Caroline was at Easthaven Docks, in the Harrison family's warehouse, and Sherilyn was at Westhaven, Lionspire Ridge...

Hadn't Naylor said so? He was sure he hadn't misheard. Had Naylor gotten it wrong?

...

Easthaven Docks was an inferno.

"Is anyone there? Help!"