Shortly after, several officers could be seen rushing into the prominent hospital, anxiously requesting medical assistance. Apart from it being their duty to care for the life of a civilian, the young woman involved was the daughter of an arrogant and influential businessman… failure to respond effectively might not only put the girl at a greater risk of dying, but their jobs on the line as well.
In a matter of minutes, Britney was rushed into the emergency room with nervous doctors seeking to pump her stomach out, ridden her body of the drug as they tried their best to keep her condition stable.
“Why haven’t your parents arrived as yet?” Officer Woody questioned. Seeing that the girl was finally under the care of the hospital’s medical team, he promptly returned his attention to the three possible suspects.
“He should be here any minute now.” Jeremy replied vaguely.
Thank you for reading. Lots of Love (inntri).
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