Martina opens her mouth, but before she can answer, the door opens.
Bailey walks in, with a nervous smile. “Hi, J.”
I stiffen at the sight of her.
“How are you feeling?” Bailey asks, holding up a clipboard.
I shrug. “Fine.”
“Hm.” Bailey reaches for my arm to take my blood pressure.
I bite down on my bottom lip to keep from snatching my wrist away.
“She still looks a little weak,” Martina pipes in. “Is there anything I can give her to build up her strength?”
“Anything rich in lean protein is good. Fish or poultry.” Bailey jots the reading down and tears the Velcro from my arm with a loudrip.
“I know someone who makes a lovelyescabeche, but I’m not sure if they’ll have any available this early. I will call a few friends.” Martina hurries out of the room, and I hear her on the phone in the hallway.
Bailey hangs around, her fingers digging into the clipboard.
“Do you need something?” I snap.
Sure, I could be nicer, but this hasn’t exactly been the greatest day. I was rushed back to the hospital because I had a dirty dream about a guy who wants to kill me so… I think I have license to be a little gruff.
Plus, Bailey is way too shifty. I don’t like her vibe.
Red steals into her cheeks, and she tosses a thumb over her shoulder. “I’ll let you know when Dr. Kenji gets here.”
I stare at her without a response.
Bailey takes a few steps away before turning back. “Look, J, I’ve been going back and forth about whether or not I should ask this.”
I brace myself for her to plead with me for money.Here we go…
“Remember how you asked me to get that guy into the elevator?”
“Bailey, that was a one-time gig. I don’t?—”
“The patient you kept hanging out with was his wife. You two were friends, right?”
“Kelly?” My brow furrows.
Why is she asking about Kelly? Is Bailey seriously interested in Shawn after one flirting session? Should I break Kelly’s confidence and tell her that Shawn is an abusive prick who should be in jail?
I don’t like Bailey, but that doesn’t mean I want to see her in an unfortunate situation.
I lean forward. “Look, Bailey. Just because some people look nice on the outside, it doesn’t mean they’re good people…”
“Oh, so you know about Kelly already.” She blows out a breath. “I was so worried about how I should bring it up.”
I scrunch my nose. “What? Kelly? No, I was talking about Shawn.”
Bailey tilts her head. “Shawn?”
“Yeah. Shawn’s a bad person.”
“Wait, what?”
