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Adam fell through the grayness, flailing, hands catching at something… no, he was sliding. Sliding out of a chair. His back twisted painfully as his body torqued, one arm caught in the frame of a hospital bed, until he came to a stop in a half squat. His heart fluttered, and his returning vision grayed out again when he stood.
Come on, he thought, ignoring the tightness in his chest. Come on…
Breathing helped, once Adam remembered to do it.
Harlan’s face swam into focus. Crisp, white sheet pulled up to his chin. Eyes closed, as they always were now. So it wasn’t Harlan.
Evie. It all returned to him in a rush. Evie was in danger. Back in Cold Springs, a hundred or so miles away. He had to warn JJ that her daughter was in danger.
Adam’s mind stumbled, sluggish. Phone. He needed a pho
