HWGA Chapter 2: 60 on a 30 road

Lawson’s Limited car park

Amba wasted no time in rushing out of the building even in her 6 inch stilettos. As soon as she got into the parking lot; she found her Porsche, dialled the number she needed, put her Bluetooth on and started her car.

“Pick up, pick up, pick up!” She muttered in frustration.

“Are you speeding?” Came the reply on the other side as soon as the phone was answered. Amba glanced at her speedometer and saw she was doing 60 on a 30 road.

“No.”

“Amba.”

“Dad.” There was a moments silence before Amba broke it. “Ok fine I am speeding now will you please tell me the hospital you’re in because I’m driving around aimlessly.”

“First promise me you’ll slow down, I don’t need two accidents to happen in one day to my family members.”

“Dad just tell me the damn hospital’s name!”

“St Claire’s-” But before he could say anymore Amba cut him off and set her SatNav to St Claire’s. Amba had barely gone 5 meters before her phone rang again. She glanced at it and recognised the number. She debated all the pros and cons of not answering but knew if she didn’t answer now, there’ll be hell to pay.

“What!” She barked into her Bluetooth.

“Did you tell Mr Raizada that I’m a barely qualified teenager who is beneath you?”

Logan could be such a drama queen sometimes she thought.

“Is that what he told you?”

“In harsher terms, but yes. Why would you say that?”

She smirked, “Oh did the big bad man hurt Logan little feelings?” she said in a baby voice. She could practically feel him fuming on the other end.

Logan put aside his rage for later and got serious again. “How’s mum?”

She sobered up too before answering. “I’m at the hospital now, I’ll call you when I know the details.” She cut the call, parked the car and rushed into the hospital.