Chapter 94 SPEAKER OF THE DEATH

Luke's phone rang, breaking the heavy silence over his apartment like a mourning shroud. He glanced at the caller ID and felt a pang of apprehension as he recognized the number of the hospital where his uncle was being treated. With a trembling hand, he answered the call, his heart pounding in his chest like a drumbeat of dread. "Hello?" Luke's voice was barely above a whisper, filled with a sense of foreboding that he couldn't shake. "Mr. Green?" The voice on the other end of the line was sad, tinged with the weight of sorrow. "This is Dr. Patel from St. Mary's Hospital. I'm sorry to have to tell you this, but your uncle...he's passed away." Luke felt as if the world had stopped spinning as if time had stopped. The words echoed in his ears like a death knell, sending a chill down his spine that seeped into the marrow of his bones. He struggled to comprehend the enormity of what he had just been told, to process the devastating news that his beloved uncle was gone. "I...I