A shimmering tear clung to the corner of her eye, threatening to fall. Her eyelids slowly drifted shut. She couldn't hold on any longer and passed out—
The phone on her chest vibrated incessantly. It was Leon Lynch, calling again and again like a madman.
Nora Ainsworth had previously disabled her phone's location tracking.
So, no matter how many times Leon Lynch tried to find her location, he couldn't.
He had feared Nora Ainsworth was in the car crash he'd heard about, but he was told it was just a film set and they had already wrapped for the day.
He had searched the entire East Gate at least ten times without finding any trace of Nora Ainsworth. His calls went through, but no one ever picked up.
'If only she would just answer the phone,' he thought. 'I'd do anything. If I could just hear her voice, that would be enough.'
*
At the hospital, Catherine Callahan was wheeled into an operating room.
