Chapter 29
Manhattan
Mount Sinai West hospital
Friday, October 17, 2014
3:30 a.m.
Markus was sitting for a long time on the edge of a sofa, his back rigid, and staring straight ahead.
“Son.”
He looked up to his father. “Yes?”
“I am sorry,” Elijah said. “Truly sorry.”
He shrugged at his father’s umpteenth apology. Putting his elbows on his knees, Markus pressed his fingers to his temples. Although he felt largely disassociated from his body, a dim part of his brain was aware of a pounding in his head like a jackhammer.
That pain was nothing compared to the one squeezing his heart. He closed his eyes against a crash of grief. But all he could see was Hannah’s eyes so full of tears and pain.
After being stabilized at Southampton Hospital, she was air-lifted to Mount Sinai Hospital,
