CARTER
“Carter!”
I look up to find Spencer Tremaine hurrying down the mostly-empty corridor towards me. It’s the fastest I’ve ever seen the man walk, and the closer he gets to me, the better I see his appearance. His hair sticks out in all directions and his eyes are wild, panicked.
The same way, I’m positive, I’d looked when I’d handed Rory over to the nurses.
“Mr Tremaine.” I extend my hand to him for a handshake and as he returns it, his eyes scan the waiting area where I’ve been standing for the past few minutes as though he expects to see his daughter here.
“Have you heard from the doctor?”
I shake my head, trying to ignore the tightness in my chest and the panic that’s threatening to creep in. “Not yet.”
Spencer exhales harshly, turns in a circle obviously out of sorts, be
