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The Champ:Bad Boys Book 5(31)

By:Jordan Silver


"Why did I let you go there tonight? I should never have let you go.   When we get home you're not leaving the damn house without an armed   guard." I kissed her fingers and kept my eyes trained on her face for   any sign of her rousing but there wasn't so much as a flicker behind   those lashes.

"Mr. Hunter?" One of the coats and a couple of nurses hustled back into   the room what seemed like hours later. "You'll need to step out of the   way while we work here." Like hell! I'd read somewhere that comatose   patients could hear what was going on around them. I would give them   space to do what needed doing but no fucking way was I leaving.

"I'm right here baby." Their look, the way they sprung into action had   me on edge. "What's going on?" They were inserting some kind of tube   into her mouth and my heart dropped to my toes.

"We rushed the tests since nothing was showing in preemptive testing to   justify her condition so to be on the safe side we thought it prudent  to  put a rush on. Does your fiancée have any enemies?"

"What are you talking about?" What the fuck was up with this guy?

"Well, the EMTs that brought her in said that she fainted on the   sidewalk. There was no sign of dehydration, or any of the normal things   that might've caused that so we did a blanket test where we search for   pretty much anything. The last test we ran showed succinylcholine in  her  blood."

"The fuck is that?" I'd never heard of it but the shit did not sound good.

"It's a lot of things but a long story short, it can cause malignant   hyperthermia. It's a rare Life-threatening condition that is usually   triggered by the exposure to certain drugs used for general anesthesia."

"She doesn't do drugs you fuck." I'll chuck his ass through the window   no fucking joke. He backed up and away from the kill glare in my eyes   with his hands up in the universal sign of surrender.

"I'm not accusing her of anything Mr. Hunter, that's why I asked if she   had any enemies. We found a tiny needle prick in the skin just above  her  hip. Because of the sequence of events that led to her being  brought  here, we surmise that this had to have happened just before she  passed  out."

"What do we have to do? Can this thing be reversed what?"

"The primary treatment is respiratory support until she stabilizes   that's why she has the breathing tube. We're not sure of the dosage she   received, but we think she got here in time for us to do some good.   She's very lucky."

"Thanks for telling me." I waited until the room was clear before   calling my family in. "Chad I need Jace." I would call him myself but I   didn't want to leave her long enough to do it. My brother left to make   the call while I gave my parents an update.

"I'm so sorry son, traffic was backed up and I was a few minutes late."         

     



 

"This is not your doing dad." But I'm sure I know whose it is. He'd gone   from stalker to attempted murderer, maybe now the cops would get off   their ass and catch this fuck because if they didn't before I did, he   would be one dead fuck.

Jace was there twenty minutes later and by then I was ready to knock   holes in the wall. "He did this shit." There was no need for me to   expound he knew what I was saying. "We don't know that yet tell me   what's going on what're they saying?"

"You wanna catch some of this heat you keep talking like an ass. This   isn't a TV show, this is real life and we both know the only one who'd   stick a fucking needle in her in the middle of a busy sidewalk is him."

"Okay Champ calm down, I'll have my tech guys look at the footage from   the security cameras on that strip. I'm not questioning your reasoning   bro, but you and I both know if we don't handle this shit by the book it   can go south real fast. You don't want this fucker walking on a   technicality and trust me, I go after this guy without evidence some   slicked up asshole lawyer will be all over the fact that we're brothers   in everything but blood."

I knew he was right, his words rang true, but that did nothing to calm   the rage that was building inside." I won't keep you then, I'll let you   get to it." I went back to her side and took up my vigil again.

They were in and out all night checking on her and giving me progress   reports. I didn't breathe easy until they told me her statistics were   improving, but still she hadn't opened her eyes, instead she laid there   like a little porcelain doll.

It was hours before I heard from Jace. Ma and dad were sitting in the   little sitting area in her room fighting sleep. They refused to go home   no matter how many times I told them. I hadn't called her parents until   she was out of danger. I felt like a failure when I explained to her  dad  that I had let her down. I'd promised him in one of our private   conversations that I would protect his little girl.

"I'm so sorry baby." Beneath the rage was the hurt that this had been   done to her, that I hadn't been there when I should've been. "Wyatt … "   Her voice sounded like a choking frog but it was the sweetest sound I'd   ever heard. I jumped out of my chair and sat on the edge of her bed as   she fought to open her eyes.

"I'm right here sweetheart open your eyes." They fluttered open   bloodshot and drooping but she was in there, my girl was back. I pulled   her up and into my arms for a hug while ma rushed into the room with  dad  on her heels. One of them pressed the button for the nurse but they   were already coming through the door. Apparently some kind of alarm  had  gone off when she woke up.

I moved out of the way while they removed the tube and checked her over   for the one-hundredth time but I was fine with that. They explained  that  she was out of danger but still very sick and they wanted to keep  her  for observation.

She slept off and on into the next morning while I sat there with my   eyes glued to her. I wasn't scared shitless anymore thank fuck, and her   color was looking better. Of course every bad B-movie I'd ever seen   played through my head and I envisioned all manner of things that led me   to contemplate hiring those armed guards after all.

"Wyatt."

"Yeah babygirl I'm here." Her eyes looked a lot better this time when she turned them on me. "How're you feeling?"

"What happened?"

"You got hurt but you're going to be okay. The docs said you're out of   danger, you need some water?" She shook her head no but I held the straw   up to her lips anyway. The nurse had said she might have dry mouth  from  the breathing tube.

I didn't share my suspicions about the stalking fuck with her. I didn't   want her any more afraid than she already had to be, waking up in the   hospital with tubes and shit sticking out of her. Instead I tried to   take her mind off of it by talking about any and everything else.

By the time I was allowed to take her home, I was dragging ass. Jace had   tried calling but I texted him to hold on until I had her safely  tucked  away at home. I planned to clean up a little and then go on the  hunt  myself. Nothing against cops, but they got too many leashes on  their  ass.

I had to carry her out to the car because she still wasn't steady on her   feet. I'd looked up the stuff the doc had said they'd found in her   system and gave thanks that she was fine, it could've been worse, she   could've fucking died.

I paid close attention on the ride home making sure no one was   following. Obviously, he had eyes on her if he knew where to find her   last night. He was way too fucking good at this shit for this to be the   first time, and I was thinking it was maybe time to get a PI in the   game.

I hope I do see the fuck lurking around my home, there're a lot of   places to hide a body there. I'm not a violent man, given my profession   some may find that hard to believe, but that's just not the way I'm   made. This motherfucker had brought me to the point that I had not only   contemplated his murder, but was actually plotting that shit in my  head.         

     



 

"Babe, there're some things on this list that I know we don't have in   the house. So after I get you squared away I'm gonna make a run to the   store." Ma busted into my room while I was running her a bath and   started fussing.

I'd stopped trying to assuage her guilt since that shit wasn't working. I   figured I'd just let it run its course until she got it our of her   system. Why the fuck shouldn't they be able to go out for a night   without being harmed? Fuck that. If Jace and his cohorts couldn't ensure   her safety I was gonna do that shit myself.