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Chapter 2

He'd heard the two gunshots from inside the house and his pulse was quickening as he saw the paramedics go in. Please god! Let her be alright, he prayed with the deepest conviction. He wanted her to be alive. He cared for her with every fiber of his being.

"Oh my god!" he cried as the stretcher came out of the house. He ran towards it. His heart suddenly felt weighted but his feet felt lighter than they had been in ages. "Lily!" he screamed as he saw the wound on her forehead."

"It's okay Scotty," Stillman said as he followed the stretcher.

"What do you mean it's okay?" Scotty cried hysterically. Lily is lying on a stretcher unconscious and being fed oxygen. How is that okay?"

"We have to get her to the hospital," Stillman said. "She'll be fine."

"What the hell happened?" Scotty screamed.

"Scotty…"

"What happened?" he screamed again, his voice rising in aggression. "For the love of god what the hell happened?"

"George shot Lily right before I came in. I'm not sure what happened with the bullet, but Lily might need a craniotomy."

"Where the hell is George?" Scotty asked as he face turned red.

"Scotty…calm down."

"Where is that son of a bitch?" He attempted to charge past his boss only to be held back. "Let me go! He has to pay for this!"

"Scotty…that's not going to reverse what's happened to Lily," Stillman pointed out.

"I know that!"

"Scotty…he's already dead."

"What?"

"He blew his head off," Stillman said. "I'm sorry Scotty."

"I can't believe this," Scotty said. "Why didn't you intervene sooner?"

"I wish I had," Stillman said. "Believe me when I say that I wish I had."

The argument stops as they heard the doors to the ambulance slam shut. "What hospital are you taking her to?" Scotty called.

"Einstein Medical Center," the paramedic said.

Scotty nodded before turning to Stillman, "I'm going to follow the ambulance." He voice was calm now but Stillman could tell he was trying to suppress his anger in hopes that Lily would live.

He was praying for the same thing.