Targeted

It was late in the night.

The environment at the hospital was still a bit tense. The people still didn't seem to have gotten over the shock. There was no further information from the Doctors on Lear's progress, and it would only be in the morning that they would once again hear something.

Ander still hadn't arrived at the hospital. It seemed that they weren't able to get in touch with him. And, the last contact that they had was Melinda informing him that everyone was fine.

Well, that certainly wasn't the situation now.

Max quietly sat at his seat with his eyes on the door. And, finally the moment that he had been waiting for appeared. The nurse got out of the room for a moment, and walked towards the other end of the hallway.

"I will be back…" Max quietly stood up, and exchanged a look with Mark and Wilson. He then proceeded to move, pretending to go to the washroom.

"Ahh!!" Wilson suddenly groaned in pain attracting everyone's attention.