"There were more than a dozen of them, each tall and muscular, and each carrying a gun... Boss, I'm sorry, we... We failed to protect Scarlett."
Matilda Jenkins lowered her head in dejection, her clothes still damp, strands of her hair sticking to her face, looking like a drowned rat, both pathetic and pitiable.
Not only her, Thomas as well, even Ethan Herd was soaked to the skin. His heart was suspended in mid-air, the anxiety almost too much to bear.
"Are you saying, you have no idea who those people were?"
Matilda nodded, "Yes, we don't know. We asked, but they wouldn't tell us."
Once those people confirmed that Scarlett Glenn wasn't in life-threatening danger, they took her away directly. Moreover, to prevent any accidents along the way, they took everyone—a doctor, a nurse, the patient—in one fell swoop, leaving the hospital with no room to resist.
