The Trampled Son's Awakening

Chapter 32

The atmosphere in the car was heavy as they left the safehouse. Carl was slipping in and out of awareness, his wounds proving to be more serious than initially thought. Liam focused on driving while his hand tightened on the steering wheel each time Carl groaned in the backseat. Lindy sat next to him, her hand on his leg, giving him a constant reassurance. She noticed the brewing storm within Liam, the burden of recent events weighing heavily on him.

Jordan was in the rear with Carl, inspecting the injuries and administering pressure as needed. "We must take him to a hospital," Jordan said, speaking quietly yet decisively. "He won't succeed in this way."

"No medical facilities," Carl whispered, his voice weak yet resolute. "Harlow is vigilant and observant at all times." "If we go there, he will locate me."

Liam caught a glimpse of him in the rearview mirror. We cannot allow you to bleed to death, Carl. We will come up with a solution, but I won't let you die while I'm in charge."