He dips his head and begins clearing the inflatable mat away.
Dr. Kenji leads the charge into the hospital. Everyone in the emergency room stares as we shoot through the doors and find an empty cot.
“Put her there,” Dr. Kenji directs.
One of the nurses dashes over to us. “J! Oh my gosh!”
“Bailey, I need…” Dr. Kenji jumps into a spiel, mentioning a bunch of drugs I’ve never heard of.
I grab him by his white coat. “My men are bringing Kelly down. We need to know what they did to her before we make it worse.”
“J told me what to prepare.” Dr. Kenji pushes my hand away with a surprising firmness. “If we wait for a confession, she might die.”
My fingers loosen from his coat, and he snatches it back. Whirling around, he continues shooting instructions at the nurse.
The nurse hands him what he needs and then drags the curtain. “Can you step back please?”
I don’t want to let J out of my sight, but I also don’t want to get in the way of her treatment. Moving back, I watch her small body in the cot until the curtain sweeps her out of sight.
My phone rings at that moment.
It’s Ren.
I tear myself away from J’s cot and go into a quiet hallway.
“Do you have them?” I growl.
“Yes.” The sound of female shrieks blares in the background.
Someone screams,“Who the hell are you? Let me go!”
“Should I take them to the shed?”
It’s tempting, but I have a personal rule not to hit women, and I have a feeling that if I talk to Gina outside of the law, she’s going to say something that’ll make me want to break that rule.
“No.”
“If we personally call the police, there might be issues,” Ren advises.
“I know. Call hospital security. Report her for attempted murder and then stay out of sight.”
J might disagree with that decision. I have a feeling her curiosity isn’t satisfied, and she’ll want to ask the imposter more questions, but I want Gina out of my grasp and behind prison bars before I feel the need to handle her myself.
Ren speaks to Hayato in Japanese, and then I hear a door thud and shouts break out. Ren breathes hard over the line. The wind howls in the background and clothing rustles.
My shoulders tighten, and I demand, “Ren, what’s going on?”
There’s no response.
“Ren?”
The line goes dead.
I grit my teeth and head straight to the elevators. Did Kelly overpower them somehow? I find that hard to believe. Ren and Hayato are elite fighters.
Just then, my phone chirps with a new notification.
I look down, hoping that it’s from Ren.
