Hello, My Name Is: Death
"Ethan." I said, interrupting their talk. "Sorry, but...when toi aren't checking on her, who is?"
"My friends, Derek and Faith." He said. "Don't worry. They know how much danger she is under, and when Derek isn't checking on Verona, I am, and if I am busy, Faith will. We always have someone checking on her."
"Can toi put someone in there right now to stay with her, and make sure no one unauthorized gets in?" I asked.
"Because, if they know she's here, they'll do everything in their power to get to her. And if they get to her..."
"She'll be dead." Tabra finished, and Ethan jumped to his feet.
"I'll call Derek." He pulled out his cell, and dialed a number as fast as he could. Which was pretty fast. "Derek, get to Verona's room, now. She's on the third floor, room 23, keep anyone unauthorized out of there, and make sure the others don't get to her. Now!"
"Alright." I heard a voice say, and then he hung up.
"I'll watch for him." Ethan said. "I'll come back in when he gets there."
"Alright, thanks." Tabra and I a dit in unison.
Ethan stepped a foot out of the room, and closed it behind him.
"She'll be sûr, sans danger right?" I asked Tabra.
"She'll be just fine." Tabra looked as nervous as I felt.
Who could blame us?