“In the end, after
they were all gang-raped, they were beaten to death.”
“I wish that
would happen,” Jordan said.
“I don’t.” Everyone
turned stunned looks on Ethan.
“What did you
just say?” Alicia asked, not believing what she just heard.
“I don’t want them
beaten to death. That would be taking the easy way out. I want them to suffer,
just like I did,” Ethan said, bitterly. “I just wish I could go back in time
and never meet Patrick.”
“There were some
good times, weren’t there?” Alicia prompted.
“Looking back, I
can see what a bastard he really was.” He scrubbed his hands over his face.
“There’s an old saying, hindsight is twenty-twenty. I never understood it until
now.”
“Oh, honey. I
know you loved him. I’m so sorry things turned out the way that they did. If I
had the power to take away your pain, I would. We all would. You’re our little
brother and we love you, as does Jordan.” Alicia’s tears fell freely.
Alicia looked at
the guys. They all looked haggard. “Why don’t you guys go get a cup of coffee?
Y’all look like you need it.”
Chris nodded.
“Good idea. I’ll bring you back a cup.”
They weren’t
gone more than a few seconds when Alicia was shoved hard into the wall and slid
to the floor, stunned. “What the hell are you doing here?” Ethan snarled.
Toby sneered at
him. “I’m just bringing you a present from Patrick. He sends his regards. Oh,
and by the way, we’re all out on bail except him. Here’s your present.” He
produced a syringe and managed to inject it into
his right arm. Within seconds, Ethan’s eyes rolled into the back of his head. Toby
bent down and whispered, “Sweet dreams, bitch!”
An automated
voice announced throughout the hospital, “Code
blue! Room 2117! Code blue! Room 2117!” Coming out of the elevator and
seeing the commotion it suddenly dawned on them. “Fuck! That’s Ethan’s room!” Chris shouted as they began running
towards Ethan’s room, coffee all but forgotten.
A nurse was
helping a dazed Alicia into a wheelchair outside the room as the nurses and
doctors worked on Ethan. “Alicia! Sis! What happened?” Troy asked, worried,
glancing from her to Ethan’s room.
“It was Toby.” She whispered.
“It was Toby.” She whispered.
“That
cock-sucker is a dead man!” Jordan said; his voice so calm that everyone shot
him a nervous look. Having served in the military they all knew what he was
capable of. Chris and Troy stepped in to block him from leaving. “Out. Of. My.
Way.” He growled.
Chris shook his
head. “Uh uh. Believe me, I know how you feel. I’ll let you have what’s left
after I get through with him.”
“Get in line, little
brother.” Troy jumped in, angrily.
Alicia was
sufficiently revived to jump into the fray. “I suggest we wait and see if Ethan survives. If he does, we go to
the cops. If he doesn’t, then we all
tear that mother-fucker apart, piece by piece!”
A nurse ran out
of the room, waving them off when they tried to stop her to find out was
happening. After what felt like hours, a doctor came out and approached them.
“Are you the Evans family?” When they nodded, he continued. “He’ll be okay. We
don’t yet know what caused his cardiac arrest, but we’re running scans and
blood tests.
“We should know
more within a half hour. We’re going to monitor him closely, just as a
precaution. A kid of his age and physical fitness should not have had a heart
attack. In this day and age, it’s unheard of. I suggest you all try to eat
something. I’m sure none of you want to leave, but you need to at least get a
cup of coffee.
“Ms. Evans,
we’re going to check you out to make sure you weren’t injured. It won’t take
long.” He wheeled her into an exam room and helped her lay down on the table
before running the MediScan device over her. After declaring her uninjured with
the exception of a bump on the head he returned her to her brothers, giving her
an analgesic injection for her headache.
₪₪₪₪₪
“What have you
got, Carolyn?” Doctor Phillips, the doctor who was taking care of Ethan asked
the laboratory technician.
“Blood tests
indicate a lethal level of hypoxonurine. It’s fast acting and deadly. I’m
sorry, doctor. Has the family been notified yet? The cause of death has to be
reported to the enforcers.”
“Luckily, that
won’t be necessary. We were able to get to him in time and get him stabilized.
He’ll recover.”
The look on
Carolyn’s face was one of pure relief. She hated giving that kind of news and
was grateful to the powers that be that this time it would be a happy ending.
₪₪₪₪₪
Doctor Phillips
met up with everyone in the cafeteria. “Sit. He’s going to be fine.” He sat at
the table. “There’s good news and bad news. The good news is that we found out
what he was given and he’s been treated for it. There won’t be any lasting
effects, except for overall weakness, which will pass relatively quickly.
“The bad news is
that this appears to be an attempt on his life. The enforcers have started an
investigation. They’ll want to talk with all of you. Now, I assume you’ll want
to see your brother? Come with me.” The doctor led them through a maze of
hallways to a part of the hospital they hadn’t been in. “We’ve moved him to a
different room and the staff has been instructed not to give out any
information without my express permission.”
“Why? Do you
think this might happen again?” Troy asked.
“I hope not, but
we’re not going to take any chances.”
Red-faced with
anger, Alicia said, “I know who it was. It was Toby Sims, the brother of
Ethan’s initial assailant.”
Jordan stormed
off.
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