“Cool it, so we don’t have to take you to the hospital.”
“Yes, sir,” Jump said.
They sat in the hot seat as they sucked down oxygen, making sure they weren’t going to die. The EMT told him his blood oxygen still needed to go up before they let him leave.
Jump needed to send a note to his commander. He’d been putting it off, but it was time. His apartment was gone. He was sure it had nothing to do with him, basically because Blakely had a reason to suspect Grayson had done this.
The text went through, and because it was the middle of the night, he wasn’t expecting any type of response. His phone rang, and he answered. The EMT shot him a sour look.
“Sir, I’m okay.”
“Jump, you need to go to the hospital.”
“I’m fine.”
“No way. You’re an important part of a very important unit. I need you to be checked out. That’s an order.”
He knew what orders meant. It wasn’t something he could ignore. “Yes, sir. I will go get checked out.”
“I’ll inform your team.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“Do you need a place for the night? I can get you in at the barracks.”
His phone buzzed. It was Wave, offering up his place since he was leaving town in the morning.
“I’m good. I guess you already sent that note to the team. Wave offered up his place. He’ll be out of town for a while.”
“Good. Take the day or maybe the week off. I’ll see you in a few.”
“Thank you, sir. I’ll keep you updated on how things are going.”
He ended the call, and the EMT moved to stand in front of him. “Let me guess, your CO told you to go to the hospital.”
“You’re going to the hospital?” Blakely asked.
He nodded. “It was an order.”
She pointed to his hair and beard. “Ah, I didn’t take you for the military type.”
He shrugged. “I guess I don’t really look the part.”
“You don’t.”
The EMTs removed their masks and asked Blakely if she wanted to go to the hospital. She shook her head. “No, thank you.”
The EMT turned to him. “Which hospital?”
“I’m military. I’ll?—”
Multiple cars pulled up, and he saw T, Cy, and Foster. The guys headed his way.
“I’ll get a ride with my buddies. I’ll be fine until I get to the hospital.”
“Okay, just need you to sign some papers stating that you didn’t want us to drive you.”
“Got it.”
