“What on earth?”
The nurse shifted back the hem of Gabby’s shirt, revealing a ragged wound that had been stitched.
“What is that?” It looked like she’d been seriously injured—or someone had hacked into her.
The nurse yelled at him, “Go wait in the waiting room!”
Before she’d even finished, the doctor started giving orders. Jax left them to it and headed back to the waiting area. He could write down some basic information on a paper and leave it,but they weren’t hanging around for hours. Gabby was in good hands. They’d be able to contact her next of kin and probably the police, as soon as she woke up enough to speak to the staff here.
Zeyla hung back in the waiting area, texting on her phone. As he approached, she looked up. “Did she wake up?”
He shook his head. “Not yet. They found a nasty wound on her abdomen that was stitched up.” He winced. “I almost don’t want to ask what they did to her.”
Zeyla lowered the phone to her side, staring at him. “How wide was it?”
Was he supposed to know that? “I don’t know. Like all the way across her belly. You think they took out organs or a baby or something? She wasn’t pregnant when we talked to her.”
His greatest fear was surfacing again. He wanted to pray the fear away and get to the place he could trust God in the moment, but Zeyla brushed past him.
“She wasn’t pregnant.” Zeyla headed across the lobby. “And they didn’t take something out. They put something in.” She started running toward the double doors.
A ricocheting boom thundered through the medical center, followed by a fireball from an explosion. It hit the double doors and flung them out.
Zeyla stumbled, half diving and half falling into a slide across the floor. The fireball blew over her head while she curled up. Arms over her face.
Jax felt the rush of heat and concussive force slam into him, shoving him back toward the front of the building.
His head hit something, and everything went black.
Chapter Ten
Kenna stood watching out the back window, tapping her foot. It had been hours since the hospital explosion. She still hadn’t talked to Jax or Zeyla. “Come on, Preston.”
What was taking them so long?
Kenna kept tapping her foot. “You’re driving me crazy.”
She glanced over at Maizie, back at her same workstation, working on the flash drive and the port it connected to. Hacking into the drive of whatever Shawn Terrance stole from his employer.
Jax would be back soon.Continue to protect him, Lord.
The danger wasn’t over. She could argue that the danger wouldneverbe over. And soon enough, they’d be bringing a child into the world. Another innocent life at risk.
Maizie sat back in the chair, her body still. Hands poised over the keys. “I think… I’m in. I did it.” A wide smile stretched across her face.
So wide it was infectious. “That’s amazing!” She walked over and squeezed the young woman’s shoulder. “You always surprise me with what you can do, but I also don’t know why I’m surprised.”
Maizie glanced at her, and Kenna smiled. She was worried about Jax and Zeyla, but Preston was taking care of them and getting them back here.
“I won’t ask yet what you have on there.” Kenna motioned to the screen with her chin.
“By all means, keep pacing back and forth and tapping your foot.”
Kenna chuckled. “Sorry.” She put her arm around Maizie’s shoulders.
“You love them. I’m worried, too.” Maizie leaned her head toward Kenna, in line with the baby bump. She reached over and patted Kenna’s stomach. “We’ll be all right.”
“Yes, we will.” Because Jax was going to be here.
