Nicholas Larson was still composing songs in his private studio room when his cell phone rang. He deliberately didn't turn on silent mode so he could know that someone was looking for him.
Nick put down his guitar and took out his phone.
"Hello?"
"Is this Nicholas Larson?"
Nick pulled out his phone to see a series of writings on the screen. He saw his best friend's name written there, but why did he hear a woman's voice?
"Yes, this is Larson speaking. This is…"
"It's me. Tyrese's mother."
"Mrs. Russell. What can I do for you today?"
"Can you come here? We're in the hospital now."
Hospital? "What happened?" Nick walked out of his studio and headed straight for the hospital listening intently to what Mrs. Russell had to say. "He had broken legs."
