It's been over twenty minutes and people were gathering at the front of the hospital. The old man had been taken to the police station. None of the people had an idea what had become of him. Many didn't seem to care.
Everyone wss concerned about the good Samaritan who was stabbed five times by the person he helped. If Drake was quite conscious, he probably would find it difficult go believe there were so many people out there waiting for him to recover. Wishing him quick recovery.
Even the newspapers and TV stations were flooded by the recent news of the horrific incident.
Not many people could be allowed into the hospital. Just few people were. Even those few people had a hard time gaining an access into the hospital. Why?
"Let me in. How dare you hold me back? Do you know who I am to him? Do you know?"
Someone who was never related to Drake was making a vainshow. Esme had just rushed to the hospital but couldn't be allowed to enter.
