H20Vanoss: Can Anybody Hear Me!

Part 8

Wildcat and Mini Ladd POV
The two drove as fast as the speed limit would allow them to. They worried about the fact that their friend could potentially die.
They knew if he wasn’t there that they would call the others and join at the meeting spot for the other busts. The meeting spot being a small restaurant exactly in the middle of each hospital. Everybody had set up watches to correlate with how much time Evan had lift.
They were anxious to get to the hospital and see if he was there. If he wasn’t it narrowed down the list but if he was that would be better. In part they feared the former more because it would take the most time.
It was in part because of Evan that they had their success in the first place. He out of all of them had the height sub count and helped them grow as well.
They worried that they may not to be able to help him at all. It was this worry and fear that drove them not to give up. It was too silent and the pair decided to listen to some music.
The song played and getting frustrated they flipped through the stations.  Finally they found a station they both liked. It was a good distraction to the possible impending doom of Vanoss.
Arriving at Leslie Way Memorial Hospital the pair walked up to the main desk. A nurse dressed in green scrubs looked up from the computer she was typing at to see the men standing in front of her.
N: Hello sirs. Is there anything I could help you with?
M: Hello. Yes there is in fact something you can help us with. We’re looking for a man by the name of Evan Fong. He transferred somewhere from Los Santos General and the doctors lost his files. We were wondering of he may be here.
She typed at her computer for moments and shock her head.
N: there’s no record of an Evan Fong here. But if you go down that hallway and turn left at the end. That’s all the transfer patients from Los Santos General.
W: thank you ma’am. You helped us out greatly.
Turning they went down to the area the nurse had been taking about earlier. Scanning through the faces they didn’t see any sign of Vanoss’s body. They saw wounded and ash covered faces on various states of ranked situations and it added to the sadness they already felt.
He wasn’t there and the two were pissed off. Leaving the hospital they headed for the restaurant
Wildcat called the group as Mini Ladd drove toward the restaurant.
W: he’s not at Leslie Way Memorial. We’re heading to the restaurant now.
D: ok. Thanks guys.

Big Jiggly Panda POV
He arrived at Sandra East Medical Hospital in record time. He didn’t break a law but he got there very fast.
Walking toward the nursing station his posture was not the greatest in the world.
N: Hello. Is there anything I could be of service to you of?
P: yes. There was a patient transferred to a hospital from Los Santos General and the doctors over there lost his files and we need to find him. His name is Evan Fong. Can you see if he’s here?
The nurse checked his computer shaking his head no and beckoning another nurse toward him.
N: Clara could you bring him to the emergency wing. That’s were the transfers from the fire are and he’s looking for his lost friend.
She nodded and waved for him to follow and that is what he did. He was anxious to find the friend the group had lost. Looking through the sooty faces he did not see the face of the man that he was missing. His YouTube partner seemed to be lost in time and he was on a time limit.
He didn’t want his friend to die and certainly he didn’t want to see how Jonathan would be if this happened.
Taking one final look he was defeated. Vanoss wasn’t there and he knew he had to leave.
In the car he made the call.
P: it was a bust he’s not here. I triple checked just in case. But he’s not. I’m sorry Delirious.
D: it’s fine. Honestly that just narrows it down for us a bit. Mini and Tyler called. He’s not at theirs either. Meet them at the restaurant.
He agreed and he nearly began to cry. Arriving at the restaurant he walked in, shoulders slumped he sat down beside Mini and Wildcat.
W: bust too then?
P: yes.
M: How much time do we have left?
Checking his watch he gave a sigh running his hands through his hair.
P: we have 22 hours left.
The men gave a shocked gasp. 4 hours had gone by without their notice. This could spell disaster for their friend and with that thought they ordered food and waited in near silence.