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from the tree and she got herself caught up in her own mess. We'll just sit on this one, push it to the side, and let the animals do what they do best- kill each other off ," said Smith.
    Jay Wright wasted no time getting to the hospital, doing a 110mph on the Van Wyck Expressway. Under any other circum-stances, Epiphany's mom would have been car sick from that type of speed, but this time was different.
    "Hurry, Jay, hurry," she hollered. They arrived at the Hospital in five minutes flat. Jay pulled up to the front of the emergency entrance. Both of them hopped out of car and rushed through the double door entrance of the emergency waiting room.
    "Sir, excuse me you can't park there," said the flashlight security guard. Jay pushed pasted the guard. Right now, his only concern was his daughter and finding out her condition. Then, he wanted the bastards responsible for trying to kill her, even if he had to take shit back to the old school way of handling beef.
    "Excuse me Miss, we're looking for our daughter, Epiphany Wright. She was shot and brought in by an ambulance a couple of hours ago. Can you tell me where we can find her please?" Tiara said to the lady behind the information desk. The lady punched Epiphany's name into the keyboard and directed them to the Intensive Care Unit. Once they reached the ICU, they still had to follow the same procedure again.
    "Excuse me, I was told that we could find our daughter here.
    Her name is Epiphany Wright, she's twenty-two years old and she was shot," said her father, this time getting even more impatient and hoping that she could assist them. Before the nurse could answer any questions the doctor walked up.
    "Excuse me, I'm Doctor Frye, did I over hear you asking about a young woman that was shot? Are you her parents?"
    "Yes we are, is she okay Doctor?" Tiara asked.
    "Come with me please," the doctor said. "It's been a long morning." Doctor Frye let out a sigh as the three of them began walking down the corridor. "Your daughter was shot with a .38, which is a very powerful gun, in the chest. When she was brought in she had already lost an enormous amount of blood.
    We had to rush her into surgery right away. Her heart rate was fading fast and we were without a doubt going to losing her. I had no choice but to authorize an emergency transfusion to get her heart to start pumping again. It was successful. She also has a ruptured lung that I was able to save. That's the good news. The bad news is the baby your daughter was carrying did not make it.
    "BABY! Wait a minute, what baby?" Her mother was shocked.
    "Yes, your daughter was in the very, very early stage of her first trimester. Unfortunately, she lost a lot blood so the oxygen supply to the baby was cut off. Your daughter apparently miscarried before she even got to the hospital." Tiara's jaw dropped. Jay Wright wrapped his arm around is wife but couldn't bear to look at her. "Also I noticed a lot of bruises on her body, which leads me to believe that whoever shot her had beaten her first. That could've been the initial cause of the miscarriage. Either way, the child would not have survived. As of now your daughter's condition is still critical, she's in a coma and due to her injuries she's on a respirator. Your daughter is definitely a fighter and I strongly believe she will pull through this. She's in room 202 right down here to your left."

CHAPTER FOUR
    On his way to the hotel he'd been staying at for the past week or so, Tucker tried calling Malikai's cellphone several times, but didn't get an answer. He figured Malikai probably got caught up with Epiphany all over again. Even though Mali never told him, Tucker knew his boy was still sprung the fuck out over her con-ceited ass. But right now, he could've used some of his boy's advice. Malikai has been there for him from day one; before the money, cars and even Keisha. So, his feedback about what Tucker should do about the situation with Keisha, the videotape and the nigga she