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Chapter 48
"My brother, is he going to be okay? Who is so cruel just to leave him there?"
Nicole sat in the hospital, and Angela sat beside her, holding her hand, “you will be okay. Justice will be served.”
"Will he be okay?"
"I wish I could tell you, yes, it will be okay, but him being in ICU, all we can do is hope he will be fine."
Claire came running through the door. She ran up to Jack, "what has happened to him?"
"We don't have much clarity on the situation, but we do know it was a hit and run."
"Please tell me he will be fine?" Max entered the hospital, "What is he doing here said Jack."
Max walked up to Jack, "I came here to apologize to you for being such an ass."
"It's good, I appreciate it, but as you can see, Marcus is in ICU. We can sort out our differences another day."
Ping, Jack picked up his phone and texted back.
"Who is that texting you, Jack?"
Claire turned and looked at Jack, surprised
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