Lance.
I end the call with Ford and all the heaviness that I tried to put away, comes crawling back out. I feel like shit. I can't even think about it right now because I have to help Jack and Patrick. This should take a couple of hours at most and then I can focus on Ford.
"Are you okay?'' Jack asks once I settle inside his car.
I nod "I just need all this to fucking end.''
"I hear ya. This is ridiculous." He mutters and I nod my head in agreement. A lot has happened in such a short time.
"It will all be over soon." I try to assure him even though I am not really sure about that. I just need to make sure Patrick is okay so I can focus on Ford and getting him out. That is my main priority for now.