Terribly sick

A few minutes ago

Thatcher's POV

After parking in the garage, I exited the car and was about to enter the house when a call came in, causing me to pause.

I took out my cell phone, and after seeing the caller's name, I swiped the icon and answered.

"Sir, I have discovered some fresh information about her," Matthew said on the line.

"Okay, talk to me," I said, leaning against the car and waiting to hear him out.

"It's about Linnea, the girl," he started.

"Yes, what about her?"

"I discovered two important pieces of news: number one, she's trying to leave the pack, and number two is... Number two is more heartbreaking, sir," he said.

"Spill, don't keep me waiting," I groaned impatiently, and he obliged.

"She's sick; I was with her family doctor a while ago. She's terribly sick; she's dying," he revealed.