“Fritz!” We ran up to him as he fell to the floor.
“Anast---” Fritz fainted as he was trying to reach me.
“What are you doing, son?” Joe grabbed him and carried him on his back.
“Nas, dear, help me. He pulled his phone from his pocket. Look for Dr. Reynolds’ number. Tell him to come here quickly. Kent Two Apartments, Room 501.” He ran towards the elevator carrying Fritz on his back.
When he entered the elevator, I just stood outside. “Come with me.”
“Uh, should—”
“Yes, dear, it’s okay.”
I did not argue anymore. Fritz is taller than Joe, and he is having a hard time carrying Fritz.
As we reached the 5th floor, I called Dr. Reynolds right away. He said he’ll be there in fifteen minutes. Fritz is still unconscious.
“Dear, look for the key card in his pockets.”
I got the key card fr
