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MYKEL

I shut my eyes close, waiting for him to reply.

“No, sir. She’s alone.”

“Which hospital?” Cracking my eyes open, I let go of a shuddering breath as I sagged against the backseat. I felt terrible that somehow I was relieved that my son was not with her when it happened.

I hung up the call after the officer gave me the hospital’s name. “Turn around, arrange the flight to LA.”

I couldn’t take my mind off Jade. I just talked to her over the phone, and now she was rushed to the hospital fighting for her life. I tried to wrap around it and rationalized, hoping this was just a nightmare, but the more I thought about it, the more I was sucked into the reality that Jade might not make it, and my son would be losing his mother.

How was I going to tell a three-year-old kid?

How was I going to raise him alone?

“Jesus Christ.”

“I’m so sorry, boss,” Sax said.

“I was just talking to her. This could not be real.” I shook my head, voicing out my denial. “How did this happen?”

“Is your