"Yes, speaking," said Dawn as she looked at her computer screen, which was booting.
"Good morning, Miss Silver. I am calling from Juniper Hospital and we have your Grandmother, Mrs. Lily Wyatt in the emergency room."
Dawn's face twisted into an indescribable expression. "I am sorry but you have called the wrong person. You should call Cecilia McDow, her Granddaughter." The last person she would have felt any sympathy was Lily Wyatt.
"But Ms. Silver, she is in bad condition and—"
Dawn cut her off and tossed the phone on the table. She clenched her jaw. There was no way she would go to see that woman. A few minutes later she called her lawyer Hertz and that was it.
An hour later Hans Müller came with a team of five people.
Forgetting about Lily Wyatt, Dawn submerged herself into more important topics of the day.
