Minutes passed, and the doctors still didn’t come out.
Screams echoed at the hospital entrance—Cristy and Ally arrived in tears.
Ally threw her arms around Jake, hugging him tightly, while Cristy ran straight toward Bastien.
—What happened?! How’s Arthur?! Tell me my big guy isn’t dead! —Cristy cried out in desperation.
—We don’t know anything. They won’t let us in —Bastien replied, his voice broken, his fists clenched as he paced back and forth.
—But how? Arthur drives well! He would never crash! —her voice cracked with every word.
—It was intentional —Lucca whispered, eyes distant, darker than ever before.
—That son of a bitch… I swear I’ll skin him alive if I find out who did this. —Finally, the doctor appeared.
—Doctor, how’s my wife?
—And my boyfriend?! —Cristy shouted.
—The man is out of danger. He took the full hit but he’s strong. He’s sedated now—he has some broken ribs and a closed head injury.
The women are in more delicate condition.
A metal rod pierced one of them in the