Ryan's POV
"Boss, we just arrived on the helicopter." George said through the phone and I quickly stood up from my office chair.
"Perfect, the east wing is ready already. There are equipment that can be used." I answered and dropped the phone.
There were men already waiting for them, including a doctor. Pedro was in danger and there was a crew not far from them, I had sent George prior to all that already.
I walked briskly to the east wing and waited patiently. I heard ruckus and knew that they were here already.
Soon the doctor and his assistants wheeled an unconscious Zoe and Bianca inside.
A young, tall girl that looked like she was about in her really teens came around the corner. She had beautiful brown eyes and wavy hair, her eyes were glossy with tears.
"Will mom be okay?" She asked no one in particular.
I saw George bend to his knees and wiped the lone tear that fell down her eyes. "She will be okay, they will do all they can."
