Chapter 81: Could He Really Save the Dead?

Jameson Hoez burst out of the inpatient building like a madman. He hit the ground floor gasping for air, vision swimming with black spots. He had sprinted down twelve flights. Days of sleepless nights had wrung him dry. "Mr. Hoez? Why did you come down? How is Kaden Hoez?" A familiar voice snapped him to attention. He looked up fast. Carl Letherdale and Dillon Shirvinton stood at the lobby entrance. Jameson lunged toward them as if grabbing his last lifeline. His knees buckled and-thud-he collapsed...