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I’d dealt with worse than him before. Cromwell was a sweet little kitten in comparison to the shit
I’d had to put up with.
“Stop by the first responder area on your way out,” she instructed as she pointed to a door at the
far end of the hallway. “They have drinks and snacks in there for all police officers, paramedics, and firefighters.”
“I’m fairly sure that’s just for the paramedics and firefighters.” Cromwell tried to be a dick and
dissuade me from stopping.
“Actually,” I said as I stopped next to Frankie and tossed her a wink that only she could see. “I’ve stopped in there before. I have the code. The director of the hospital gave it to me when I was in a couple of days ago. She even asked me what kinds of drinks were my favorite so she could be sure to stock them.”
Frankie smiled, and it nearly filled my heart up to see such joy on her usually stoic face.
“Have a good day, Riel,” she said softly, backing away.
“This way, Miss Solomon. They’ve already been waiting for over five minutes,” Cromwell
growled.
I watched her leave, my eyes taking in the people that were in the accident.
It was a family of four.
They were all on their phones. None of them looked up when Frankie and Cromwell entered the
room.
Frankie looked over her shoulder at me, widening her eyes, causing me to chuckle as I left.
After stopping in the first responder lounge, I walked outside to the bench that I’d parked next to and finished off the pizza.
Once I was done, I placed another order for a pizza exactly like the one I’d just eaten, paid for it, and had it delivered to the ER.
Hopefully the dick wouldn’t intercept it.
Chapter 7
Hustle juice.
-Coffee cup
Frankie
“What do you want out of your life, Franks?” Luca asked me, looking over with a small smile
on his face.
He and I were sitting side by side in the sand.
His feet were far enough forward that they were getting touched by the water that continuously
rolled in wave by wave.
Mine were far enough back that my feet were still dry.
“I don’t know what you mean,” I said softly, looking at the waves. “What do you mean, what do
