"Sir, did Barlow send you to find me?"

The man flashed a polite smile.

"Yes, you can call me Hyatt."

Anxiety coursed through Karina.

“Hyatt, do you know how Barlow is doing? Is he okay?"

"I don't have that information. Let me make a call first."

Hyatt retrieved his phone and dialed a number.

"I have found her.

She is safe. She asked about Barlow."

There was silence on the other end of the line for a while.

"I just received word that he was taken to the hospital."

After ending the call, Hyatt observed Karina's anxious expression and said, "He has been taken to the hospital. I'll take you there.”

Barlow was sent to the hospital?

At that moment, while Karina was curious about Hyatt's true identity, she had no time to delve into it further.

Her heart was consumed by worry.

She fumbled in her pocket and found her phone was still with her.

Thinking of Rosalynn, she quickly dialed her number.

But the call wouldn't connect.

She tried Barlow's number, with no success either.

Clutching her phone tightly, Karina gazed out into the dark night and whispered a silent prayer.