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“She is in a coma, Andrew. Her legs are affected too. Andrea said they are not broken but I don't know, man. She… Let me call you back.”

Maxwell disconnected the call and waited for the young lady rushing towards him.

"Victoria,” he said in greeting.

“Where is Rey? Why couldn't anyone give her the phone?” She asked hurriedly as she made to dash past him.

Maxwell shifted subtly, blocking her path without making it obvious.

“She is in good hands. I just need you to calm down, okay?”

“Calm down? Why the hell should I calm down for anything? Where is my sister?” Toria snapped with teary eyes.

She swiped at her face, looked around, and looked back at Maxwell.

“Sorry about that, okay? I just need to see her. Will you take me to her?” She asked in a shaky tone.

“Come with me,” Maxwell said, then led her to the ICU.

The nurses stationed in the waiting room had been informed to do everything he wanted for him without hesitation.