Navid squeezes past them to get some fresh air. He leans against the car as his color returns to normal.
“I’m just going to stay here,” Amelia says.
“Oh no you’re not! Get in that car with Eli and Navid! They’ll drive you to the hospital,” Leona demands. Before Amelia can object, Leona ushers her outside and shoves her inside the car.
She struggles to keep from crying while riding with Eli and Navid to the hospital. Escaping constantly crosses her mind but she knows that disappearing will only make matters worse. Staying by her father’s side and praying that her mother gets away is her main priority.
Once they arrive, the paramedics rush Cash to the operating room. Amelia sorrowfully treks to the waiting area, wishing and praying for the surgeon to come out with good news. Leona, Eli, and Navid join her and wait in petrifying silence. Amelia glances at the nurse’s station and sees a police officer asking questions. Sure enough, they look at her and head in her direction.
“Hi, are you Amelia Waters?” The officer asks.
“I’m Officer Ramon, Officer Brian sent me to ask you a few questions.”
“Oh, now he wants to hear what I have to say?”
“Never mind, what do you want to know?” Amelia murmurs.
“For starters, do you have any idea where your mother might’ve gone?”
“Um, no,” Amelia replies. Like I would tell you.
“Don’t lie, Amelia, tell him where she is,” Leona chimes in.
“Could you not talk to me?” Amelia snaps. She looks at Officer Ramon and says, “Leona is the person you should be arresting. She’s the criminal.”
“Your mother is the one on the run. So I would like a little cooperation, please. Now does anything come to mind?”
Yes, that you’re just like the others. “Sorry, I honestly don’t know.” Tears run down Amelia’s face as she realizes that no matter what she says, her aunt will come out the victor. Leona glares at her furiously, probably wishing she could claw the skin off her body. Amelia takes a deep breath and says, “Is there anything else, Officer Ramon?”
“If you happen to hear from her, I suggest you tell her to turn herself in. I assume you realize she’s looking at an attempted murder charge if your father survives.”
“Yes, I’m well aware,” Amelia mumbles.
“Ma’am,” he says to Leona and heads towards the lobby.
Once again, Leona wins. Amelia ponders how she can fix the situation. She figured things would turn out fine somehow, but now everything is a colossal mess. She bites her nails and then nibbles on her bottom lip. Oh mom, I hope you’re somewhere safe. She knows her dad wouldn’t want her mother to go to jail.
Looking at the three of them sitting there without a care in the world makes Amelia desperately wish she had a bucket of boiling water.