Touching Harry's little belly, George Stanford pulled out a facial tissue and covered its private area.
George Stanford leaned against the chair back, glanced at Harry, and thinking of his own fate, couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.
Around 8 p.m., the nurse still hadn't seen Sophie Sullivan come out, so she knocked on the door.
"Maniac, I'm coming in."
The nurse pushed the door open, turned on the lamp, and looked at the empty room, stunned.
Where was she?
She rushed over, flipped the thin quilt, and searched the room but found no one.
The nurse, horrified, turned and ran out, shouting, "Help! The maniac is gone!"
Soon, doctors and nurses who heard the commotion hurried over.
Everyone searched but couldn't find Sophie Sullivan. Finally, the message was relayed to the man in black.
