“Alpha,” Ryan called, jolting him out of his reverie. “What’s the plan? What are we going to do? Any decision?”Orson took a step back, scratching his beard. His mind felt blank, and it was driving him crazy.“I can’t think of anything. But I won’t walk away from this hospital without Freya.”Ryan exhaled sharply, his thoughts ruminating. Time was running out, and he feared that they were going to get caught.It was a crucial moment, and they needed to act fast. He pondered, resting his fingers against his chin while walking around the space.His eyes scanned the room, searching for a clue, anything that could help them out of the predicament.It barely took a minute before his eyes fell on something—a wheelchair at the side of the other bed.“Okay, I think I’ve got it.” He grasped Orson’s shoulders, alongside his attention. “Just listen, okay?”Orson nodded, keenly staring with his ears wide open.“Let’s do this—I’ll go out there with this wheelchair. I’ll pretend to walk out with it,
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