The hospital was as packed as the school. Cars filled every space and were even parked in the flower beds. An ambulance from another town streaked out, lights flashing, while two more sat in the unloading zone. Huddles of humans spoke of fear and heartbreak. Though the helicopter wasn't in sight, the pad was lit up, as if it might return any moment.
Des parked on the street and Sorino dialed Verchiel's number. The Executioner said to meet him by the ER entrance. Katelina hurried towards the building, wrapped in a mixture of urgency and hesitation. If she didn't see it, it wasn't real, right?
Except it was, and the sooner she found out, the sooner she could figure out how to deal with it.
She saw Verchiel before they reached the building. His bright red hair stood out. His long black coat looked like a movie costume. His casual posture was stiff, hands in his pockets and face pinched.
She let go of Jorick to jog to him. "How is she?"