The head nurse's announcement hit like a thunderclap.
A tense silence swept through the corridor.
Joshua locked eyes with the head nurse.
"Could you repeat that?"
She extracted a photocopy of a Medical Report of Death from her pocket and passed it to him.
Stark black type on a white backdrop.
It boldly pronounced that Chloe had passed away three days ago at 11:45 PM.
Joshua's eyes glued to those lines.
He snatched the document away, his hands shaky, struggling to keep hold of it.
"Who authorized the cremation?" His voice was an octave higher.
The head nurse retreated slightly. "Ms. Lynn signed off."
Joshua whipped out his phone.
A recorded message informed him my phone was off.
He spun on his heels, dashed to the elevator, and broke into a sprint.
A black Maybach tore through
