Nico answered the EMT’s questions as best as he could on the way to the hospital. He had no idea what his grandfather’s blood type was, but he was able to fill them in on what he knew of his diagnosis and his doctor’s name.
After they pulled into the Emergency Room entrance, Nico followed the rolling gurney as long as he was allowed. A nurse brusquely directed him to a nearby waiting room off the ER, where he sat on a scarred orange vinyl couch and stared blankly at a TV mounted to the upper corner of the beige wall across from him. Some inane talk show was playing, but the dialogue only buzzed nonsensically in his ears.
Both Eva and Gloria showed up about twenty minutes later to wait with him. Gloria was carrying his black leather jacket in her arms, as he’d completely forgotten about it after he flew out of his office. He murmured his thanks as she draped it across his lap.
“Any news yet?” Eva asked.
Nico shook his head glumly.