Bernard POV
My phone rang at 6:30 in the morning while I was sitting in Elena's kitchen, eating the breakfast her chef had prepared. Elena was already dressed for work in a sharp business suit, reading emails on her tablet while sipping her coffee.
When I saw my mother's name on the caller ID, my stomach dropped. Mom never called this early unless something was seriously wrong.
"Hello?" I answered, trying to keep my voice calm.
"Bernard, I need you to come to the hospital right away," my mother said, and I could hear fear in her voice that I had never heard before.
"What happened? Are you hurt?"
"Just come to Sacramento General Hospital, room 314. Come as fast as you can."
The line went dead before I could ask any more questions.
"I have to go," I said to Elena, standing up from th
