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Chapter Fifteen
Aden
My heart was in my throat. There were few times in my life that I had been as scared as I was right then. The idea that I might lose Camilla suddenly on par with the enemy discovering my position. Truth be told, I also wasn't thrilled with the notion of losing Cooper as a friend. We had known each other since 6th grade and stayed in touch even when I was touring the war zones of the world.
I had been worried about both of them since the fight. Cooper wouldn't even look at me after he got patched up, and Camilla disappeared after storming off which really wasn't like her. It usually took about twenty minutes for her to calm down and return.
I would have gone after her at the time, but she was really upset, and I had to completely redraft the ruined work the ink was spilled on, which required me to stay after my usual hours to get back to where I had been at lunchtime. It was nearly six by the time I left for home, noticing a text from Camilla asking me to meet her as I left while getting ready to call her. I wasn't late though, just barely. I nearly bounded up the stairs, such was my desperation to see her, even if she was still pissed off at me.
The door was open when I got there. My soldier instincts kicked in immediately, and I proceeded with caution, ready for trouble at a moment's notice. None of the lights were on, which also put me on edge.
“What are you doing here?” I asked Cooper.
“Camilla asked me to come,” he said, from his position on the couch.
“Really,” I said, meaning it as a statement.
“Well, yeah. I wasn't supposed to get here for a while, but I just wanted to see her.”
I could understand that. I could feel my anger and tension lifting ever so slightly. I was still a bit sore at him for attacking me like that, but I knew Coop well enough to understand why he did it—screwed up as his reasons might have been. Though I couldn't honestly say that I wouldn't have done the same thing.
“Where is she?”
“I don't know. She never showed up after work,” Cooper explained.
“That's not like her,” I said.
“Don't I know it. I tried calling, but she's not picking up.”
That really wasn't like her. As mad as she was, Camilla would still answer the phone to yell at the offending party if nothing else. She was short-tempered but not all that petty. There was definitely something wrong. Especially considering that she seemed so keen to work things out.
“Does she have GPS on her phone?”
“You can track her?” Cooper asked.
“I don't feel good about it, but yeah.”
“It is an emergency, probably,” Cooper conceded.
My phone started buzzing in my pocket as though a sign from the heavens, releasing me from my purgatory of worry.
“Aden Adams,” I said.
“Aden, it's Shae.”
“What happened?” I asked, tipped off by my little cousin's infamous serious voice.
“I came on shift a while ago, and Camilla is here. She's listed as a Jane Doe because they couldn't find any ID.”
“We'll be right there,” I said before hanging up.
“Camilla?” Cooper asked.
“Is in at the hospital.”
We took Cooper's car. It was faster, and he didn't really have parking rights at the building. Taking the traffic code more as a suggestion rather than hard and fast rules, Cooper had us at the hospital in a few minutes.
“That was quick,” Shae said, meeting us at the door.
