Chapter 8

Felix was hyper aware of how many traffic rules he had broken as he sped along the streets of Atlanta in a desperate effort to get to Saint John’s Hospital in record time. When he had inputted the address in his car’s navigation system, it had informed him that the drive to Saint John’s Hospital would take almost an hour. Determined to make it there ahead of the estimated time of arrival, Felix had ran four red lights, ignored multiple stop signs, driven over multiple pedestrian crossings and disregarded the speed limit.

Somewhere at the back of his mind, Felix was intensely aware of the kind of danger that he was putting himself and multiple other road users in by driving that quickly and carelessly but at the moment, he didn’t care. He needed to get to Rose as soon as possible. The lady on the phone whose name he had forgotten to ask had told him that Rose was going to be fine but he still wanted to be there for her. She had always been kind enough to bring him homemade chicken nood