She was sitting squeezed between Olivier and Bobbie waiting on news of Max while Ollie paced circles. Ronnie, Margot, and Mori were taking turns walking back and forth between the two waiting areas searching for news which wasn’t coming from anywhere.
“I hate this waiting,” Ollie threw her hands up in the air.
“The longer we wait, it means the harder the fight is going on inside.”
They looked up as Ronnie approached, “hey. Um. So, they let us know Sawyer didn’t make it.”
“f**k,” Olivier cursed beside Lark and wrapped his arm around her and hugged her tight. “Any news on Gracie?”
“They are still trying but the bullet is still inside her, I guess. They have a bunch of specialists on hand trying to figure out the best way to get it out without causing more damage or to bleed out,” Ronnie
