Chapter 257

No response.

Brooks wasted no time dialing 911, giving them the address with urgency in his voice. As soon as he hung up, he was on his knees beside Evelyn, starting CPR without hesitation. Normally, Brooks was the picture of calm, but when he couldn't find a pulse on her neck or wrist, his composure cracked. His eyes filled with tears as he called out, "Evelyn!"

Still, nothing.

He didn't let fear paralyze him. He cleared her airway, ensuring nothing was blocking her breathing, and started the cycle of rescue breaths and chest compressions. "Evelyn! Come on, wake up! You can't leave me, do you hear?"

But Evelyn didn't stir.

Brooks's eyes turned redder, his exhaustion evident, but he refused to stop. He kept at it, tirelessly, until finally, the ambulance arrived and took over, whisking her away to the hospital.

...

was brought out of the ER. Brooks watched over her, his heart aching as tears slipped silently down her cheeks even while she was unconscious. Tenderly, he

ceiling, the sharp scent of antiseptic in the air, and realized she was alive-Brooks

Brooks asked softly, his hand still gently

flowing quietly. She was

out.

Charlie's death walk free?" Brooks's words jolted her, making her turn to

was spot on. "I'm sorry," he began,

Brooks hadn't planned on digging into Evelyn's

to

her to such despair over her passing alone. Once

time, he had discovered that a few months back, her daughter, Charlie, had passed away from kidney failure. The records didn't indicate foul play, but Brooks had sensed there was more to

help in the rain. They'd gone to see someone that night, only to find them in a pool of blood. She had demanded to know the truth from the dying person, who

ad from

Dahlia lived there. Evelyn's demeanor towards Dahlia

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