Three weeks later, the hospital ambulance bay was entirely unrecognizable. Crisp, high-visibility yellow lines were painted across the fresh asphalt, flanked by bright permanent steel signs reading: Active Emergency Zone — Immediate Towing Enforced.
Denise’s company officially secured a long-term municipal contract to patrol the hospital grounds twice daily, ensuring the driveway remained completely clear.
Luis walked briskly through the empty bay in his blue scrubs, wheeling a smooth-running gurney toward the double doors without having to slow down once. A flashy black sports car slowed near the curb, its driver considering a quick stop. Luis simply pulled out his phone, held it up, and smiled. The car engine roared, and it sped off into the night instantly.