Brad went to the agitated little Robby, “He's burning up!"
“Jared! What do we do?"
“We get Robby to the hospital right now, that's what we do, Raven.' And with that Brad, scooped the baby up in his arms just as Emerald came out of the bedroom. He was in charge.
“What's going on?" Emerald was alarmed.
“The baby is extremely sick. I mean, we've got to get him to the hospital right now," Brad explained. “Emerald, call your doorman tell him to have a taxi waiting." Brad was enough of a New Yorker to understand that a taxi would get them to the ER faster than Brad would be able to manage in the rental car.
“I'm on it," Emerald realized that Brad was as nearly as worried as Raven.
After the very brief call to the lobby, Raven had another thought: “What about Ray Junior? I really don't wa
