Oh Hell Naw!

  Doctor Stone came running down the hallway in his burgandy silk robe with a big black leather bag in hand. "Get back! Everyone get back!" He shouted to the crowd that had started to gather around Della's body on the floor. His usually gentle eyes were now wild, his hair was a mess, and he was waving his arm in a 'move' motion. "Get back and let me work!" He shouted as he knelt down next to Della's limp body that was crumpled on the floor.

  The doctor had Zeek help him roll Della over carefully, so that she could be better examined. Mister had just arrived on the scene, still dressed in his night clothes as well. His face said that he was mad as hell. He looked over at Robert who could only look away in shame because he knew that this was his fault. All of it.

  If Robert hadn't been in such a hurry to save himself, Della wouldn't be here in the first place. He had actually put his daughter out here like this to save his own damn neck. A reputation a