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“Ridley,” he says.
“The guys couldn’t get in there to help, but we can try to sneak them in before the cops act,” she says. I’m not sure if she’s being serious or not.
“Trevor, this is my friend Ridley.” Ryan introduces us. “She’s in charge of the security team that’s been on Emmy.”
Ridley reaches out to shake my hand and I just stare at it. “Why didn’t they stop this?” She pulls her hand back at my words and shakes her head.
“We can’t operate on the hospital premises. He was already in the ER before they could get in there. But I’m willing to break the rules and go in if you say you want me to.” She pops her chin at me.
I look at the police, who are now trying to establish contact. If this attacker came for Emersyn, there is only one outcome here. He’s going to kill them all.
“That’s a dumbass question. Fuck yes, I want you to get her back.” I clench my jaw.
“Give me a moment to work up a good plan and we’ll go in.” Ridley moves away with her team to plot. The guys and I move toward them and listen in.
“We know that ER as good as the staff does. What can we do?” Karston offers. “I’m former military.” JD and I look at him in shock. That last bit of information isn’t something Karston shares very often.
An hour later we have a plan and Ridley is ready to go in. I pray this works and they can rescue my girl.
ChapterTwelve
EMERSYN
I’ve got Bailey stabilized and pain meds running through her IV. He was going to deny me doing that, but I told him it was better for all of us if I did. That she would start crying more if I didn’t. I move to Bailey’s mom and start assessing her.
“Dr. St. James,” she says softly. I lean down to listen to her.
“What are you doing?” He points the gun at us.
“Checking her respirations, unless you let me grab my stethoscope.” I point to it on the counter where I left it.
“Get it. Shut her up.”
I move toward the nurses’ station where I’d left my stethoscope at some point. I see the meds already drawn up to give Bailey’s mom. As I pick up the stethoscope, I pocket the needles. He’s not watching me. His focus is on his wife’s shallow breathing.
“Why do you want to kill us all?”
“She is worthless. The kid only cries. And you, you had to interfere.” His voice is laced with pain.
I look at him and see he’s bleeding too. I didn’t notice it before, but now I see the blood pooling at his feet.
“Can I check you over when I get done with her?” I wave my hand toward his side.
“Doesn’t matter, soon enough we’ll all be dead.”
I move back toward his wife. He doesn’t interrupt me when I lean over her this time.
“Promise me you’ll take care of my Bailey,” she says softly.
“We’re going to get out of here, and you will take care of her yourself,” I respond, my lips barely moving so he doesn’t know.
“We both know that’s a lie. I’m dying. Please take care of my baby.”
I nod. She’s right. We’re losing her. Her lung is filling up with blood.
“I need to help her. She needs surgery.”
He moves over toward us, and I step back, not wanting him to get a hold of me again. I reach into the pocket with the meds and pull off the caps, exposing the needles. They are only pain meds, but if I can impair him enough to get us out of here, it’s better than waiting for him to put a bullet in my head.
