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“I really hope those files were worth all this,” a stern voice comes from behind us, and I see my Uncle Tyler standing just a couple of feet away.
“Uncle Tyler, help him!” I plead, ignoring his remark about the files.
“The EMTs are just getting here. They will take care of Oakley,” he eyes Little Saint up and down, “Were you up there with him too?”
Catalina nods but refrains from saying a word. Taking Oakley's hand, she's careful not to jar him as she gives him all her attention. She doesn't want to look at the Police Chief standing behind her, grimacing. I can tell she hopes he will go away, but she doesn't know my uncle very well.
“Miss Scott, I'm going to ask that you come with me so I can ask you a few questions.” My uncle steps toward her, but I move to stand between my uncle and our girl.
“Can't you come to the hospital and ask the questions, Uncle Tyler? She also needs to be checked out for smoke inhalation, and I'm sure she wants to be close to Oakley, just like Jett and I.”
My uncle leans in, “I will take her to the hospital, but I can't show favoritism in front of so many witnesses, Fynn. For Christ's sake, I need it to look like I'm actually doing my job!” His jaw is tight, and knowing my uncle, I know he's telling me the truth.
“Okay, but can you wait until the EMTs load him into the ambulance? Let her comfort him until then,” I plead with my uncle, and he finally nods, giving in.
“Fine, but then I'm going to walk her to the back seat of my car and help her into it. When we get to the hospital, you will also tell me what the fuck is so important in those files that your friends had to cause all this commotion to get them.”
I sigh and then agree, “Okay, I'll tell you, but just so you know, all of this could have been avoided had your fucking brother, and his friends come clean with us about everything. We wouldn't have had to take such drastic measures.”
“No worries, Fynn. I will be talking to your father as well. Between the last incident and now this, I feel it's time that he comes clean with me also.” I can tell my Uncle Tyler is pissed, as he should be. Being left in the dark and yet expected to clean up mess after mess would put anyone in a pissy mood.
I turn my attention back on Oakley just as the EMTs arrive on the scene. Pulling Little Saint away, I hold her so her back is against my chest as we watch them work on our friend. They put a neck brace around his neck and slide a long board underneath his prone body. They then lift my best friend onto the gurney and load him into the back of the ambulance. I see them place an oxygen mask over Oakley's face just before the doors start to close.
“Wait!” “Jett calls out, “I'm riding with!” He tosses me the keys to his Jeep and hops in the back.
I planned to ride with Saint in the back of my uncle's car, but it looks like I'll be driving the Jeep instead. I hug Little Saint to me, “Will you be okay?”
She glances at my uncle, then back at me, and nods, “Yeah, I'll be fine.”
“Okay, I'll be right behind you.” I kiss her forehead before letting her go.
I turn and look at my uncle, giving him a warning look, but all he does is roll his eyes and start for his car parked right beside the Jeep. Turning Little Saint, we follow my Uncle Tyler, not even looking back at the blazing inferno as the fire department hoses it down.
FORTY-TWO
Jett
