Neil's mind was focused on his mission. He stormed out of the hospital, the cold night air biting at his skin, but he didn't care. He was going to Mirage Mesa and finish his unfinished business before he found Mariana and made her save Mia, no matter what it took. He knew by now news of his wife's hospitalization would have already spread, and he had to be extra careful while traveling to Mirage Mesa.
He'd called his men, and his private jet was already waiting for him at a clearing ten miles away from the hospital. All he had to do was board the jet, and he'd be in Mirage Mesa in thirty minutes from now. Neil made his plans in his head as he pulled on a shirt handed to him by one of his bodyguards standing outside and was about to get into a car when Liam rushed up to him, grabbing his arm.
