Chapter 239: The Hospital
SEDONA
"Dante's hurt. He's going to be okay, but you need to come now,’’ Cameron said over the phone.
I don't remember deciding to move. I remember being in motion before the sentence had finished , already off the bed, already reaching for the coat on the chair, my mind catching up to my body a full beat behind it, the same delay Cameron had once described in his own reflexes the morning he found me bleeding in a hotel room.
"Where," I said.
"Northwestern Memorial. I'm already there. He's stable, Sedona. He's stable." Cameron's voice had the specific flatness he used when he needed me to hear the facts before the feeling reached me. "Get dressed. I'll send a car."
I didn't wait for the car.
The house came apart and reassembled itself around the news in und
