Chapter Sixty Four

Ethan paced to and fro in the waiting room with his hands clasped together in prayer. Saira had lost a lot of blood from her injuries and though he'd donated some of his for her but, it still wasn't enough.

Harry had been checked for injuries but he didn't sustain any except a deep cut on his cheek which had been cleaned and taken care of.

"She'll be fine dude. She's strong." Harry croaked out.

"You should really go home and rest, Harry." Ethan told him.

"And leave you here? No way." Harry shook his head. "That bitch would've killed us if you hadn't come in when you did. I owe you my life, bro."

The door to the waiting room opened and Eileen rushed in with Eugene, and surprisingly, Harry's mom.

"Mom?" Harry was shocked to see her. "How did you..."

"It doesn't matter." His mother, Dorathy shook her head, pulling him close. "All that matters is that you're fine." She pulled back and looked at Ethan. "I want the name or names of the people who did this."

"Name. Anne Lawson." Harry said.