Aiden was in such a hurry he almost left Constance behind.
"Hurry the f**k up, we need to get there already!" He usually never spoke to her that way, but Constance didn't fault him for it. He knew he was just concerned for his friend.
"I'm coming," she told him irritably. Lizzie had started to fuss and she couldn't soothe her properly. Too much was going on in her mind.
"What happened?" she asked when they had finally buckled up and had started down the road.
"Some f*****g drunk driver hit him," Aiden growled out as he tried to maneuver his way through traffic. This was the worst time of day to get anywhere it seemed. Or maybe that was just because he was impatient to speak with the doctor. "He was in an Uber coming from a bar when the guy hit him."
"Ar... is he alive?" Constance aske
