It’s past 9 pm when my cell phone rings. I wake up.
“Hello?”
“Hi, I’m looking for Danny Hastings.”
“This is Danny. Who’s calling?”
“I’m Dr. Hewitt from Long Beach Memorial...”
“Hailey!”
“Yes, unfortunately, she was...”
I don’t hear anything else. I grab my keys and jacket, then get in the car. Fuck! I’ll kill him!
“Mr. Hastings, are you still there?”
“Yes, I’m coming. I’ll be there in one hour. Don’t let her go, please!”
“Don’t worry. It will take a while before she can leave. She needs some stitches.”
“Stitches?” I asked, confused.
“Yes Sir, Hailey was...raped and...”
“Raped? Oh, my fucking... I’m on my way. Don’t let her go away.”
I end the call, furious.
I dial Andrew’s number.
“Hey, I thought you were already asleep,” he says.
“The hospital called me. Hailey was rushed there for rape.”
“Fuck! I’m on my way!”
“See you there, I’ve already left.”
I try to call Hailey, but no one answers.
Come on, baby, I need to hear from you.
After the tenth phone call, I give up and call Ingrid.
“Hi Danny,” she says. “I know.”
I hear Alice cry
“What the hell happened?” I ask.
“The doctor told me she was raped, and she has filed charges against Jeremy.”
“Fuck! Where is she now?”
“Jeremy took her away. He left us in the hospital. If he finds out that she has filed charges against him, he would be capable of anything.”
“I’m almost there.”
