Dorothy stood motionless outside the operating room as she waited anxiously. Suddenly, her cell phone rang, breaking the tense and suffocating silence.

She was taken aback for a moment before answering the phone. "Oh, Germaine. What's going on at your end? Why's it so noisy?"

"Dory, I just got out of the car, I'm in the parking lot. I'm going to look for Jeremy. I got the doctors and nurses to watch over Belle, so nothing's going to happen to her."

"Don't you worry. You've suffered so much this time, and Credence is even in a coma. I'll get justice for you for everything that's happened."

Over the phone, Germaine's...