Chapter 42 - Shredica (4)
The media on Hope Island were battering the research facility's doors, their relentless knocking echoing through the halls. News of an infected individual attacking a facility member had spread like wildfire. I knew exactly who had leaked the information—it was Evan himself.
My mother stood by the window, her eyes fixed on the throng of reporters camped outside. The sight of their flashing cameras and shouting voices created a chaotic buzz that seemed to seep through the glass.
"It looks like this mess won't blow over anytime soon, unless you make a statement, Jessica," she said, her voice edged with frustration.
In contrast, Shredica sat slumped in a chair, her gaze wandering aimlessly around the room. Her detached expression was a stark contrast to the frenetic energy outside, and I couldn't help but focus on her forlorn demeanor.
"You have to believe me, Mother. She didn't go berserk. If anything, it was the opposite—she saved me."