Chapter 392 Drop Dead!

Charlie’s words baffled me. They made no sense. He pulled me out of the elevator and dragged me to a hospital room. Through the room's observation window, I could see everything inside. There was Idris, a sight for sore eyes. I felt a surge of hope and made to dash inside, but Charlie yanked me back, his voice cold. "Yvette, do you really want to end it all with me?" Suddenly, I felt the icy press of metal against my lower back. Glancing down, I recognized the dark outline of a gun. The dark room was where I had seen it before. This guy was off his rocker, no doubt about it. I froze, not daring to make another move. I had a sinking feeling that if I made even the slightest noise and woke up Idris, this maniac would go crazy, taking me and everyone else out. I quit fighting and just watched the others in the ward. Mom and Maxwell were there too, which threw me for a loop. The real kicker, however, was seeing Alice in the hospital bed. Why the heck was Idris here visiting her?