Pierce had already grabbed his car keys and was out the door. Casper had one thing right - he was sorry, and he would be even sorrier. That was for damn sure.
"Tell me where you are, please," he said, his voice continuing to stay calm and rational. He was noble, and his wrath was invoked slowly. And received painfully. Obviously they were outdoors, but that could be anywhere. He'd start by driving back toward the hospital, if Casper wouldn't be of any help. "And wherever you are, stay there. I'm on my way."