8

Mack threw on his shirt or what was left of it when he got the text that his back up was in the lobby. He knew he was safe, and so was she. To him, that was more important than himself. Haven had to get out of here without being touched by anyone. She had already stumbled into this mess headfirst and left her job because of it as well. He would not have anything to her because of him. Now she looked more confused because the patient information wasn’t there. He thought maybe it could be a mix up they just hadn’t corrected yet. He was rushed in there with many others.

He knew better though. This was a way to erase him because he knew too much. He also knew that his arm hurt, but he couldn’t let the pain distract him. His shirt