He took a steadying breath and knelt to meet Ethan’s gaze. “Okay, here’s what we’ll do. We’ll get you to the hospital to be with your mom. Does that sound good?”

Ethan nodded, a small flicker of relief in his eyes. Together, they left the apartment, Richard’s mind already racing with the implications of what had transpired.

As they drove to the hospital, Richard’s phone buzzed with missed calls and messages. The world of Holbrook Logistics was still spinning, decisions awaited, and the weight of his earlier misdial lingered.

Yet, for once, he found himself disconnected from that world, his focus tethered solely to the boy beside him and the woman fighting for her life in the back of an ambulance.