SHARKBAIT #21
“I think so,” I said. “I’ll need help getting up. The bastard broke my ribs.”
“Just stay put then,” he said. “The ambulance will be here in a minute. We’ll take you to the emergency room at West Florida Hospital.”
I brought the phone back to my ear. “Thank you. I’m going to call my Mom now.”
“You’re welcome, dear.”
I made the call to Mom’s phone this time. “Mom? The police are here. I’m free!”
“By the Goddess, I’m so happy now,” she said.
“They are going to take me to West Florida Hospital to get checked out. You need to meet me there, and bring some clothes,” I said. “I look like a mess, and I have a few broken ribs.”
“We’ll be there, baby. I love you.”
“I love you too, Mom.” I hung up the phone and gave it to the officer. “You’ll need this as evidence. It was his phone. I just used it.”
As the men started taking photos, the ambulance arrived, and the EMT’s brought the gurney through the house. Working together, they lifted me onto the stretcher without hurting my ribs too much. A minute later, I was in the back of the ambulance. “The FBI will meet you at the hospital to take your statement,” the Deputy who cut off the lock said.
“Thank you, Deputy,” I said.
“We’re all glad you’re safe,” he said before he closed the back doors and smacked it twice to tell the driver it was secure.
The EMT with me hooked me up to the monitors as she talked me through my symptoms. She put in an IV drip, and removed and checked the cut on my cheek that Todd had stitched up. She told me they would have to be re-done. “It wasn’t bad to close the gap, but we’ll get a plastic surgeon to do it. We don’t want a scar to ruin that beautiful face of yours.”
I almost laughed, which hurt. “I must look like a boxer who lost bad,” I said. “I feel like one too.”
“I have to ask. Did those men rape you?”
“I don’t think so,” I said. “I don’t feel any pain or discomfort there.” She relaxed at that. “Max hit and choked me before he left yesterday. Todd cleaned me up and dressed my wounds.”
She gave me more ice packs for my face and ribs, and after talking to a doctor, she gave me some IV medication to help with the pain. By the time we arrived at the Emergency Room, I felt much better.
Then I saw the crowd waiting for me. Press and cameras were everywhere as the ambulance pulled to a stop, and the staff opened the door. The reporters shouted questions at me that I wasn’t going to answer; I just waved one hand and gave a thumbs-up before we were out of sight. “VICKI,” Mom said as she came to my side. She was able to hold my hand for a few seconds before she had to let go and return to the waiting area.
They wheeled me into a treatment room where a nurse cut my clothes off and put me in a gown. The staff, including the doctor, was female. The doctor did a full exam before sending me off to X-ray for films of my face and chest. When I returned, Mom was in the room, and the Doctor was looking at my injuries on a large monitor. “Was I right,” I asked.
“Close. Two broken ribs, one cracked, and a fractured cheekbone. We’ll get you fixed up and out of here in a few hours,” Doc said. She taped up my side around the broken ribs and talked to me about what to do and not do. “The cheekbone will heal on its own,” she said.
The plastic surgeon came in and replaced the stitches on my cheek. “Follow up with your doctor in two weeks to have them removed,” he said as he finished up.
With the medical stuff done, it was time to talk to the FBI. The agents were professional, walking me through what I remembered. I told them what Max and Todd did and how I was able to get Todd to see how he’d been played. “Todd didn’t know what his father had in mind for me, and he didn’t hurt me,” I said.
“He hurt your friend,” the senior agent said. “We’ll be in touch.” He left me his card in case I remembered anything else, then they left.
Mom and Adrienne came back into the room with a nurse and a wheelchair. “Leo couldn’t come, he’s dealing with the fallout,” Luna said.
“You’re ready for discharge,” the nurse said.
“Not looking like THIS,” I said. Mom pulled out a bag, and they helped me put on underwear, a button-up blouse, khaki shorts, and sandals. “I want to see Amy,” I said.
“I thought you would. Amy’s still in a coma, and you can’t go into the room,” Adrienne said. The nurse pushed me out into the hall, where I got waves from other nurses as we went down the hall. We went up the elevator to the ICU.
Kai was sitting in the waiting area, and I squeezed his hand as he got up to walk with us. “I’m so sorry about this,” I told him.
“It’s not your fault,” he replied. “I should have gone with you.”
“Don’t,” I said. “Beating yourself up will do no good for anyone. Be strong for Amy; she needs you.” I thought I was ready to see Amy, but I wasn’t. My best friend was in the hospital bed, her hair shaved, and her head wrapped in gauze. Machines surrounded her, and she looked dead. Only the slow rise and fall of her chest told me she was alive. “No,” I whispered.
“Todd let you go, but he bashed the back of her head in,” Kai said.
Tears flowed down my face as I looked at my best friend in the world. I could plead for leniency all I wanted, but if Amy died in the course of a kidnapping? Todd would never get out of prison.
And if he ever did get out, Kai would kill him.
……….
“I need to know what happened while I was gone,” I told Adrienne. She thanked the nurse and let her know we’d be staying for a bit. As soon as there were no humans in the waiting area, she guided me to a seat next to Kai.
“Everything went to shit from the time you alerted Leo,” my Luna replied. “He jumped up like he’d been shocked, said your name, and ran from the room. I was right behind him, with Kai and his Alphas. We got out of the room, and a tear gas container went off. Leo didn’t care; he ran through it and out the front door.”
I could feel Kai starting to shake; I reached over and took his hand. I couldn’t imagine what it was like for him. Kai picked up the story. “I saw Amy lying on the ground before the tear gas cloud covered her up. I held my breath as I ran in and picked her up. She was limp in my arms; I brought her outside and laid her on the grass. I could barely see from the gas; others had come out other exits and were running to help. I felt so helpless,” he said as tears went down his cheeks. “Her blood was soaking the ground, and her pulse was weak.”
“They took you away in a catering van they had parked by the door,” Adrienne continued. “Leo and a few others shifted and took off after it. They blew the bridge as soon as they passed over it. The cars we sent couldn’t continue the pursuit, and the wolves lost him shortly after. You were gone, and there wasn’t a fucking thing we could do about it.”
“Is that when you called the humans in?”
“I did,” Adrienne said. “We needed an ambulance and hospital for Amy, and we don’t have the resources down here to locate a van that could be going anywhere. The Chairman found out as I was giving a description of the van and plates to the 911 operator. To be honest, he was pissed at me for bringing them in. We were still having the argument when Leo came back. His nose was running, and his eyes could barely open. He didn’t give a fuck about anything except getting you back and Amy to the hospital. He told the Council that they needed to fix the fucking bridge, so the ambulance to get in. His dominance was flowing out of him; even the Council members were afraid of him like this.”
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“They fixed the fucking bridge,” Kai said. “They had timbers and wood in the shed, and everyone pitched in to get it done before the ambulance arrived. By then, Leo had convinced everyone to play it straight. We were having a conference, the girls went to the bathroom, and two men knocked out Amy and took you. I went with Amy in the ambulance, and my Luna followed in a car. The rest I watched on holo-television in the waiting room. Sharkbabe’s kidnapping was wall-to-wall all day.”
Adrienne continued the story. “We gave our statements and waited. The local police and sheriff departments set up roadblocks, watched the airports, and had all-points-bulletins out on that van and never got a sniff of it. The FBI took over the case an hour later. Since you are famous and Leo owns a huge construction company, we went with the ransom angle. They set up taps on our phones in case the kidnappers called.”
My mind raced with this; I’d called Leo, and if they were monitoring the call, I’d said things about the Packs I shouldn’t have. “Oh shit, I called his phone.”
“Leo gave the FBI his business phone number, not his unlisted personal phone,” Adrienne said. “He has all the Pack contacts on his personal and couldn’t let the FBI access it.” I let out a sigh of relief. “Local agents informed your mother, who already knew from the media coverage. The day went on forever with no calls. No leads. Nothing until you called Leo to tell him you were all right.”
“What happened to Beta Max? Does the FBI have him in custody?”
Adrienne looked at the floor. “The Council did what you asked; they put Theodore and his Luna in silver and locked them in their rooms with guards. After the FBI heard, they came for the Beta. As soon as he realized the situation, he pulled out a gun and started shooting. He got shot twenty-two times before he went down.”
“Fuck,” I said. I leaned my head back against the wall; I wanted to see that fucker suffer for what he did, and he’d taken that away. “And Todd?”
“He’s in jail, and he was smart enough not to say anything without a lawyer. The Council is sending one to work with a local. He’ll make sure this goes no farther than the two of them.”
My eyes got wide as I worked through the implications of all this. “Todd has no leverage for a plea deal anymore,” I said out loud.
“He tried to kill my mate, the fucker isn’t going to live,” Kai growled.