As Edgeworth woke up to his phone ringing on the bedside table in his hotel room. After a couple of minutes he finally spoke with panic and shock in his voice,βPhoenix..what?β He mumbled,as he pushed off his blanket and sat up.
In the next long hours of flying he finally got to California,he texted Maya,she didnβt reply,he texted everyone,they didnβt even know,besides Larry and Maya. Larry was the one who told Miles about Phoenixβs situation at the time.
As Miles ran through busy streets of LA,He only had he was lost in thought,what if Phoenix was injured badly,or maybe he didnβt make it. He wanted things to be how they used to when they were younger.
But no matter what he wanted, he needed to get to the hospital. After he checked in and asked for where Phoenix was he opened the door,seeing Phoenix..his hair the same as always,but he looked more paler,more sick,and tired. He did fall through a bridge after all into the freezing water.
βWright!..β
He was never good at voicing or showing concern,but he was clearly scared and concerned for the man who was now sickly pale in the hospital bed.