#Chapter146

Life

Hunter's p.o.v.

Mr. Reid was taking a lot more time than he had said he would. He was already here earlier when he had collected the tube containing Louisa's blood and left the room.

It was already fifteen minutes past nine am but our meeting was scheduled for eight thirty. Apparently, he's forty five minutes late.

So you can guess, forty five minutes of my mind wandering and making impossible guesses on what exactly was going on with Louisa. None of the images were pretty.

I couldn't even have a seat, the rate of my blood pressure can cause a pop of my aorta if cause even the...