The ambulance doors slammed shut, red lights flashing like warnings no one could read.
Ella stood at the foot of Rivergate Medical's marble steps, arms wrapped around herself as Lucas disappeared inside. Brandon lingered behind her, watching the gurney roll away down a stark corridor.
“They'll prep him for surgery now," he said quietly.
Ella nodded.
“You still want answers?"
“I've had enough answers for a lifetime."
Brandon offered a tired smile. “You haven't heard all of them."
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Ten minutes later, he ushered her into a private consultation room.
A biometric scanner blinked red, then green. The door clicked open.
“You keep a lock on paperwork now?" she asked.
“This room doesn't belong to the hospital," Brandon replied. “It's his. For years."
Inside, the space was minimal—ste
