Montana was dozing off at the bench, sleeping off his anxiety about Rosanna's condition. She was technically stable, but things would take a turn in two days. At the thought of what happens in two days, Montana couldn't help but close down his mind.
Peet! Peet! Peet! He was awakened when his smartwatch started ringing in its almost inaudible noise. He fished for his earpiece and answered the call in a groggy voice, "Theresa?"
"Uhm, are you okay?" Theresa's voice from the other end suddenly dipped in shock. She had a live feed on Rosanna's room, but she couldn't see Montana from there. That was why she got worried. However, upon hearing that Montana was only sleeping, she relaxed. "I see, well, someone's looking for you."
"Did they say who they are?"
