Joe swallowed hard, his breath uneven as he opened the back door and slipped into the car. He clenched his fists and closed his eyes before releasing a deep breath. He had no idea what was about to happen. Marcus could not blame him for the successful attack on Vivian’s life. Or he could have him killed if he thought that it happened because he was careless.
“Drive to the hospital, I need to see her.” Marcus ordered,
“Okay boss,” Collins answered with a nod. He drove slowly out of the sights of the police and their patrols first before slamming his foot down on the accelerator. The car sped up and zoomed towards the hospital.
Neither Marcus nor Collins asked what hospital Roland had taken Vivian to. They both knew there was only one hospital that Roland could go to. St. Maria’s Hospita
