Penthea reached out and tugged on Sam's sleeve a little bit. "It's just that he's hurt. And none of us know how to help him. He said to get you." Okay so it wasn't going to be as easy as she'd thought to convince Sam to come with them. Pen had to lie a little, but it didn't really bother her. That was the least of all the bad shit she was about to do.
"Come on. We can drive you there. It's not far. But you have to hurry." Pen was getting impatient. Her impatience was clear in her voice. She wanted to convey the urgency of Wyatt's supposed condition.