His voice softened instantly as he turned to Claire. "Don't worry. I'll find him."
My heart stopped.
Seeing Leon turn to leave with her, despair buckled my knees. I collapsed, grabbing his pant leg with my free hand.
I slammed my forehead against the ground until the skin broke, leaving a smear of blood on the concrete.
"Please... don't go. Leon, I'm begging you!"
"David is hurt bad. He needs a doctor now!"
"I'm begging you, for the sake of your own flesh and blood, drive us to the hospital first!"
Leon kicked me away.
My head snapped back, hitting the pavement with a sickening thud. The world spun. Darkness crept into my vision.
Leon dusted off his pants as if he'd touched something filthy. His lip curled.
"Rose Fisher, grow up. Every minute A-Jin is out there is another minute of danger."
"As for David, my colleagues are en route. It's just a superficial injury; stop acting like he's made of glass."
Without a backward glance, he took Claire's arm and hurried away.
I fumbled for my phone, fingers trembling like dead leaves in a gale. I dialed emergency services.
But neither the ambulance nor the "colleagues" Leon mentioned ever came.