Chapter Fourteen

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Somebody was banging on the door.

“Paramedics! We’re coming in.”

I leapt to my feet.

“Up here! Up here, up here,” I screamed and ran for the stairs. The paramedics were already on their way up.

“Where is he, Miss?”

“The bathroom. That door. I don’t know if he—”

“We have it from here.”

They pushed past me in the small hallway.

“He’s alive!” one of them yelled. I wrapped my arms around myself and started to cry. The other paramedic turned back to me.

“Miss? Do you have somebody to call? Somebody to give you a ride to the hospital?” He eyed me. “You’re in no condition to drive.”

“I, uh, yes . . . ” Somewhere in the back of my brain, I realized I was only getting in their way. I grit my teeth and pulled myself together. “Yes, I have somebody to call. Excuse me.”

The paramedic nodded and turned back to his work. I stepped into Lydia’s room and dialed Reed Taylor’s number.

“Yeah, this is Reed.”

“It’s me.”

“Luna! Listen, I was just about to call you. I think we