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“Just a few minutes. You were breathing fine, and your vitals were good. Might be the pregnancy… with all the stress. But I know you upchucked your dinner. So, I figured you might be hungry or dehydrated. Would it be okay if I use your kitchen and make you some light dinner… maybe eggs and toast? I saw you had some earlier but didn’t eat it all.”
Ruby pushed against the mattress to sit upright, noticing someone had loosened her hair and it lay over her shoulders in a mass of curls. Pushing it from her face, she looked at him, “No. Right. I mean I ate some of it before I heard the dog next door barking and went to investigate. That’s when those men attacked me.”
Kurt reached out his hand to touch the nearest curls. “Sorry, I cut the band you had in your hair. It looked like it might be too tight and with you passing out, I didn’t want anything adding to your discomfort.” He stood slowly so as not to frighten her and stepped back. “I’ll go and get that food. Do you need help with anything?”
“No. No, I’m fine. I mean thanks, but I can get up. I’ll come to the kitchen after I make a pitstop.”
“Right. Just remember what I said about your house getting hit. Be prepared for what you’ll see. You don’t need more stress than what you’ve already had to deal with.”
He went to leave but stopped a few feet from her. “By the way, here’s your phone. You left it in the car again. I didn’t see any incoming calls, so your husband’s probably on his way. Maybe call to warn him about the situation.”
“My husband? Oh, right. Yeah! Okay, I’ll talk to him. Thanks.”
Kurt headed for the kitchen, righted the downed chair in his path, and wished he thought that bringing a forensic team to the place would be of any use. He’d seen the gloves worn by their earlier attackers. That small detail indicated professionals, and no doubt, when they broke into Ruby’s house, it would have been the same dudes wearing the same protection from residual fingerprints.
Quickly, he tossed the old meal and used the same kitchen equipment to make more. Feeling a bit hungry himself, he stacked up the toast and cooked a mess of eggs. Then seeing the kettle, he filled it and boiled water for the cup of tea he knew would be good for her. He hoped she took sugar to sweeten the mood he figured she’d be in after seeing her house.
