Would I ever get justice for Max?
He deserved it, and I will, even though Zach thinks that the situation is finished, it sure as hell is not. Not on my watch anyway.
Alex was checking on his vitals, and I was sitting next to Max, holding his unconscious hand.
"He looks good, Cass. I really have faith that he will wake up soon. He has to." Alex was injecting some solution into Max's drip.
I nodded, and squeezed his hand.
"I will get justice for Max. I will, and nobody is going to stop me." I said, and Alex looked at me, shaking his head disapprovingly.
"No, you will not, Cassidy. It's over now." He sighed, and I shook my head.
"It's not over to me." I got up, looking at Max's unconscious figure, and feeling a tear slip down my face.
I walked out the room, and I walked outsid
