Clary walked towards her car, not wanting to wait for the emergency. Ross, who had been sitting in the driver's seat, suddenly caught sight of Clary and frowned at the unexpected sight that greeted him. He could hardly believe what he was seeing - a tall man clinging onto Clary, his boss's daughter, in a tight embrace. Does he have a death wish? With a quick surge of protectiveness, Ross leapt out of the car. "Clary baby..who is this m_"
"Uncle," Clary cut him off. "I don't have time to explain everything now. Just know that he is sick, and time is running out. The emergency is on its way, but we can't wait. Please, help me get him into the car. We have to get to the nearest hospital. It's a matter of life and death."
