CHAPTER 13
A few days passed. Nicole had been extubated and moved to her own room. Mark continued to travel back and forth between the hospital and home, waiting to hear any news from the police. His uncle gave him whatever time off he needed at the shop. He took Nicole’s phone and went into her contacts to pull up Annie. Annie was her sister in Ohio. Mark was dreading making this call, but he knew it needed to be done.
“Annie, my name is Mark Taylor. I’m . . .”
“You’re Nicole’s boyfriend,” she said excitedly. “She told me all about you.” She paused, realizing the peculiarity of receiving the random phone call. After all, her sister wasn’t there to introduce them. “Is everything okay?” she asked.
“Actually, I called to let you know that Nicole was in a wreck a few days ago. I’m sorry I
