Chapter 55
Third Person's POV
He settled back in the car seat. He reached around the passenger seat and the door c***k, searching for the voice recorder, but couldn't find it anywhere.
He frowned, checking every compartment in the car.
It was gone.
The only scent in the car was the faint, anxious scent of his own wolf.
Finally, he picked up his comm-stone, hovering over Samantha's name. He hesitated, then slowly backed away from the contact.
Between holding the child and rushing Samantha between the emergency room and the ward, he couldn't remember if he'd brought the recorder out of the car.
Most likely, he lost it in the rush. It could have fallen in the healing center parking lot or under a chair.
The child had a high fever. Samantha was barely standing, crying and frantic as s
