THUD!
The heavy sound of a body hitting the floor echoed, and everyone in the house was stunned.
"...Mom!"
"Grandma!!"
Two sharp cries exploded in the living room, and chaos erupted among the crowd.
"Ma'am!"
"Grandma!"
The gaggle of nosy relatives waiting by the door swarmed into the house. Sonia Quincy was knocked off balance by one of them, and a startled Felix Preston quickly pulled her into his arms for protection.
"Mom, Mom, what's wrong?"
"Grandma, Grandma, please wake up!"
"Call an ambulance! Hurry up and call an ambulance!"
The living room was an absolute mess. Mrs. Preston pushed her way through the crowd, and when she saw the fallen old woman's ashen, almost bluish face, two words immediately flashed through her mind—
'We're doomed.'
The old woman's grandson called for an ambulance. Evan Yates, clutching his phone, rushed out of the living room and shook his head at Felix Preston, his face pale.
