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“Help Jax first.” He was far more hurt than she was.
The doctor set one of those leather medical bags beside her and knelt, completely ignoring her statement. “Anything I should be aware of?” He motioned to her.
“I’m not taking my clothes off, so don’t worry about what you can’t see.”
“Shame.” Benjamin scoffed. “I was looking forward to it.”
The doctor glanced over his shoulder.
Benjamin shut his mouth.
She wanted to talk to this doctor, probably some local that they paid, but she couldn’t ask him any questions with Benjamin and Anthony listening in. So that killed the idea he might be able to help her. Or that she could use him to escape.
He put a blood pressure cuff on her arm.
Kenna mostly ignored his checking her vitals, because the only vital thing right now was that she get Jax and get them both out of here.
She closed her eyes.I’ve said it before. Seems like a constant refrain. We need Your help.
Was there precedent for nagging God so much that He ignored her, or would it help? She didn’t know but chose to hope—otherwise, she had nothing.
“Unless you have some injury I can’t see, you seem to have come through tonight’s events unscathed.”
She opened her eyes and saw his attention on her forearms, and the twin scars. “What I’ve survived, and howscathedI am, is none of your business.”
“Fair enough.”
“Now help Jax.” She pointed at him, wanting with everything that was in her to crawl over and roll him to his back. But they would see the desperation in every inch of her movements. They would know how deeply she cared for him, and men like this would use that against her.
It was enough that Kart had been clued in, finding her trying to save him. But that could be written off as partners—the bond of captives together. Friendship. Basic respect for another life that was at risk. He might’ve done enough research to know how her life intersected with Jax’s.
But knowing her heart?
No. No one was allowed in that she didn’t let in. And that only happened when she trusted a person enough to let her guard down. It would never be more than a handful of people, and it wasn’t something she needed to grow out of. She was wired to have a small circle.
“Fine.” Benjamin walked out, leaving just the doctor and Anthony. Too many people in this small room when all she wanted was to sit alone with Jax and get him to wake up.
The doctor rolled him to his back, put ointment on the cuts on Jax’s chest, and covered several of them with bandages. He felt around Jax’s head and didn’t indicate he’d found anything. Maybe he was just great at keeping his thoughts to himself.
“Your friend is strong.”
Kenna already knew that. Everyone had a breaking point. Would Jax’s be physical, or mental? She needed him to wake up so she could check in with him. Make sure he hadn’t lost his hope.
The way Bradley had.
Kenna sniffed back the burn of tears. Jax might eventually succumb to the fear, and there would be nothing she could do to convince him things would be okay if he lost hope.
Benjamin came back in and said to Anthony, “You were right. She’s gone.”
The doctor tensed very slightly, tiny enough that if Kenna hadn’t been looking at him she’d have missed the sudden flex of his shoulders. A reaction to what the two men at the door said.
Anthony swore. “Ran off.”
“Or they took her with her when they peeled out,” Benjamin said. “We don’t know she disappeared.”
“You looked everywhere?”
Benjamin nodded. “Kart has them tearing apart storage just to check.”
