Jon's feet moved swiftly down the hospital hallway. His hand pressed the phone to his ear. His mouth didn't speak at all, but his expression was tense. He was listening to a briefing from his superiors.
"I promise you, sir. We will end this situation soon." Jon hung up the call and quickened his pace. Not long after, he met two agents who were guarding in front of Evan's room. Seeing the two of them just standing quietly in front of the door, Jon raised his eyebrows.
"Good night, sir." The male and female agents greeted Jon.
"He's not trying to escape?" Jon asked.
The male agent looked into Evan's room door, which was slightly open.
"No, sir. He just sat there and tried to call someone a few times but didn't seem to be getting through."
"I see." Jon rushed into the young man's room.
