Chapter 72: Chaos (3)

As the sun was setting- "You little punk, your grandpa's calling, pick up the phone!" "You little punk, your grandpa-" Inside the ward at the People's Hospital, that obnoxious earworm of a ringtone blared, jolting Jason Yare out of his meditation. He raised his wrist and answered on his smartwatch, face tightening with exasperation as he took Gregory's call. "Get outside. I'm right outside the hospital." He hung up immediately. Jason stretched, checked that the array he'd set up was still stable,...