Samuel Johnson walked a few steps forward when he heard the sound of something heavy hitting the ground behind him. His face paled as he turned to see Tasha Moore slumped to the ground.
Her complexion was purplish, her eyes tightly shut, clearly exhibiting the symptoms of a heart attack!
Samuel Johnson rolled his eyes to the heavens; the sound of an ambulance was already audible from outside. He had thought it wouldn't be necessary, but it turned out to be useful after all.
Soon enough, medical staff rushed in from the door. He stood aside, watching as Tasha Moore was carried away on a stretcher, and finally he breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed that this farce was finally coming to an end.
He lit a cigarette. On his way back, he received a call from Tim Morrison, his friend furiously demanding, "What on earth did you do to Tasha Moore? How could you send her to the hospital!"
