Chapter 291:
With a furrowed brow, Freddie asked anxiously, “Is he all right?”
Samuel shook his head. “Don’t know yet. I’m heading to Kitaso Hospital. There’s no time to waste.” With that, he strode out, his determination etched in every step.
Freddie’s eyes lit up as a sudden idea struck. “Wait—Dr. Emmett’s in town, isn’t he? We should get him involved!”
Samuel facepalmed. “How could I forget? Dr. Emmett’s right here?” He turned sharply to Freddie. “Can you have your son and daughter-in-law reach out to him?”
“Absolutely!” Freddie wasted no time, whipping out his phone to dial Omar.
“Dad, Eloise…” Omar started, but Freddie cut him off, his voice taut with urgency. “Where’s Dr. Emmett now? Is he still at the hospital?”
“He left after stitching up Eloise. She’s stable now,” Omar replied, catching the tension in his father’s voice. “Did something else happen?”
“Don’t worry about that right now. Do you have Dr. Emmett’s number?” Freddie pressed, his tone edged with urgency.
Omar hesitated, awkwardly rubbing his nose. “No, we were so focused on Eloise’s condition that we only thanked Dr. Emmett and promised to visit him later. We didn’t get his contact details.”
“Oh, you!” Freddie stomped his foot, exasperated. “Unbelievable! You let Dr. Emmett walk out the door without so much as exchanging contact details!”
“Relax, Dad,” Omar hurriedly assured him. “Miss Jones has his contact, doesn’t she? We’ll just ask her for it.”
“Right, right! My mind isn’t as sharp as it was,” Freddie groaned, smacking his forehead. “Just send me Miss Jones’s number, or reach out to her yourself.”
“What are you talking about? I don’t have Miss Jones’s number. Isn’t she still at our place?” Omar asked, completely thrown off.
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Freddie widened his eyes. “She’s already left…”
Freddie only knew that Christina and Ralphy had left not long ago. All Elliott mentioned was an emergency that pulled Christina away, but he stayed vague on the rest. A few moments later, word came in from Ralphy—Dylan was shot in Kitaso. Christina probably heard about Dylan’s injuries and took off right away.
After ending the call, Freddie glanced at Samuel, his brow furrowed. “Omar doesn’t have Dr. Emmett’s contact info. Miss Jones has it—but we don’t know how to reach her right now.”
Samuel mulled it over and then snapped his fingers. “Didn’t your grandson invite her to the party? He must have a way to get in touch.”
Freddie’s face lit up. “Of course! It seems age is confusing my mind.”
Samuel snorted, not missing a beat. “That’s your case, I am still sharp as ever, unfazed by age.”
“Yes, yes, you’re right. Let’s reach out to Miss Jones first and ask her to bring Dr. Emmett. That might be better,” Freddie blurted out the idea without pause. Not long after, they got Christina’s number and dialed right away.
Christina responded to their request to have Calvin join them in Kitaso with a simple reply, “Dr. Emmett’s already on his way to Kitaso.”
Nobody knew how badly Dylan was hurt yet, so they had no choice but to hurry over and see for themselves.
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