“My Daughter Went Into Emergency Surgery — The Surgeon Pulled Me Aside and Warned Me to Flee the City”

gray hair and tired eyes behind wire-rimmed glasses. He scanned the waiting room and his gaze landed on us.

“Family of Aubrey Whitmore?”

“That’s us,” Michael said, stepping forward. I moved beside him, my heart hammering so hard I could feel it in my throat.

“I’m Dr. Patterson. Aubrey’s stable for now, but she’s still in surgery. We’re doing everything continue reading …