the pain. I’ll get you a knee brace.”
After she had left the room, Jax returned with a silly grin on his face. At least the green tone of his face was gone.
“Sorry about that. Are you ready to go? I’ve made arrangements for a buddy of mine to meet us with a car and supplies, including some prepaid cell phones.”
“Good. I’m getting a bad feeling about being in one place too long.”
Jordan brought the knee brace and fit it to my leg. When she stood, Jax wrapped her in a big hug.
“Remember what I told you: You haven’t seen me for a couple of days. I’ll call you as soon as it’s safe. Call Brent if you need anything. He’ll be able to contact me in an emergency. Love you, Jordan.”
With tears in her eyes, she said, “Watch your back, Jax, and come home safe. Let me check your arm before you leave. I’m sure you won’t be anywhere near a doctor, and I just want to make sure it’s healing okay.” He rolled his eyes but followed her out of the room.
I hopped off the exam table onto my good leg, grabbed my cane, and made my way towards the door, wanting to get out to the car without Jax having to carry me. About halfway down the hallway, I heard him. “Let’s go, Lainie. We’ve been here too long.” Suddenly, I was in his arms and being carried to the car.
As we drove away, I watched for signs of someone following us but didn’t see anything suspicious. I would never forgive myself if something happened to Jordan because of me.
Jax
Seeing the pain in her eyes brought back all the memories of that night. I couldn’t stand to see her like that, so I kept my eyes on the road, working on a plan to get us out of town after I got her some medical attention for her knee. Jordan’s clinic was the obvious safe place and available on short notice. One lucky break anyway—it was Jordan’s night for evening hours. She’d do whatever she could for Lainie’s knee, and I wanted to let her know that I would be out of touch a while.
I pulled the car around to the back of the clinic, trying to stay out of sight of the main roads. The back door was locked when I pulled on it so I used my key. “Jordan? Where are you?” The door to the office opened, and Jordan ran out, her eyes scanning me for signs of trauma.
“Jax? What are you doing here?” She saw the look on my face. “What’s wrong?”
“I found her, Jordan. I found Lainie, but there’s trouble.”
Before she even had a chance to speak, I ran through the halls checking in every exam room, grateful there were no other patients. Jordan was on my heels as I locked the front door.
She grabbed my arm and pulled me around to face her.
“What kind of trouble? Is someone hurt?”
“Keith’s out and he’s after her. Two of his goons tried to kidnap her about forty minutes ago. She twisted her knee pretty badly, and I want you to take a look at it. She refused to go to the ER; says it would take too long, and she can’t trust anybody.”
“Bring her into the last exam room. I probably won’t be able to do much, but I can give her something for the pain, at least.” She turned and hurried towards the supply cabinet, pulling out her keys to unlock it as she walked. “Go on, get her in here. Move it, McKenna.”
That got me in gear. On my way to the back door, I snagged the wheelchair and before Lainie had a chance to object, I had her in it and was pushing her into an exam room.
Lainie began asking questions, wanting to know where we were and who was there. I told her we were at the Fifth Avenue Clinic and that the doctor was a friend and would do what she could to help. When Jordan entered the room and gave me a hug, Lainie got a strange look on her face. Wonder what that’s about? She relaxed when I introduced her. Jordan knew me too well and asked me to make some coffee. She must be getting out the needles. I had to swallow hard at the thought. She didn’t have to ask twice. I gladly headed to the break room to start the
After she had left the room, Jax returned with a silly grin on his face. At least the green tone of his face was gone.
“Sorry about that. Are you ready to go? I’ve made arrangements for a buddy of mine to meet us with a car and supplies, including some prepaid cell phones.”
“Good. I’m getting a bad feeling about being in one place too long.”
Jordan brought the knee brace and fit it to my leg. When she stood, Jax wrapped her in a big hug.
“Remember what I told you: You haven’t seen me for a couple of days. I’ll call you as soon as it’s safe. Call Brent if you need anything. He’ll be able to contact me in an emergency. Love you, Jordan.”
With tears in her eyes, she said, “Watch your back, Jax, and come home safe. Let me check your arm before you leave. I’m sure you won’t be anywhere near a doctor, and I just want to make sure it’s healing okay.” He rolled his eyes but followed her out of the room.
I hopped off the exam table onto my good leg, grabbed my cane, and made my way towards the door, wanting to get out to the car without Jax having to carry me. About halfway down the hallway, I heard him. “Let’s go, Lainie. We’ve been here too long.” Suddenly, I was in his arms and being carried to the car.
As we drove away, I watched for signs of someone following us but didn’t see anything suspicious. I would never forgive myself if something happened to Jordan because of me.
Jax
Seeing the pain in her eyes brought back all the memories of that night. I couldn’t stand to see her like that, so I kept my eyes on the road, working on a plan to get us out of town after I got her some medical attention for her knee. Jordan’s clinic was the obvious safe place and available on short notice. One lucky break anyway—it was Jordan’s night for evening hours. She’d do whatever she could for Lainie’s knee, and I wanted to let her know that I would be out of touch a while.
I pulled the car around to the back of the clinic, trying to stay out of sight of the main roads. The back door was locked when I pulled on it so I used my key. “Jordan? Where are you?” The door to the office opened, and Jordan ran out, her eyes scanning me for signs of trauma.
“Jax? What are you doing here?” She saw the look on my face. “What’s wrong?”
“I found her, Jordan. I found Lainie, but there’s trouble.”
Before she even had a chance to speak, I ran through the halls checking in every exam room, grateful there were no other patients. Jordan was on my heels as I locked the front door.
She grabbed my arm and pulled me around to face her.
“What kind of trouble? Is someone hurt?”
“Keith’s out and he’s after her. Two of his goons tried to kidnap her about forty minutes ago. She twisted her knee pretty badly, and I want you to take a look at it. She refused to go to the ER; says it would take too long, and she can’t trust anybody.”
“Bring her into the last exam room. I probably won’t be able to do much, but I can give her something for the pain, at least.” She turned and hurried towards the supply cabinet, pulling out her keys to unlock it as she walked. “Go on, get her in here. Move it, McKenna.”
That got me in gear. On my way to the back door, I snagged the wheelchair and before Lainie had a chance to object, I had her in it and was pushing her into an exam room.
Lainie began asking questions, wanting to know where we were and who was there. I told her we were at the Fifth Avenue Clinic and that the doctor was a friend and would do what she could to help. When Jordan entered the room and gave me a hug, Lainie got a strange look on her face. Wonder what that’s about? She relaxed when I introduced her. Jordan knew me too well and asked me to make some coffee. She must be getting out the needles. I had to swallow hard at the thought. She didn’t have to ask twice. I gladly headed to the break room to start the
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