Troy reluctantly asked if Ethan’s wounds were self-inflicted. Caught completely off-guard by the question, the doctor replied, “No, they weren’t. I can’t be sure, but it looks like he was hit by a vehicle of some sort. Why would you ask that?”
“He just found out he’s HIV positive. He was infected intentionally.” Troy paused for a minute, considering how much he should reveal. Since Sam was a doctor and a close friend to all of them, he decided to tell him everything. “Sam, Ethan was gangbanged by several guys. The person who infected him admitted to doing it intentionally, and that he drugged Ethan with Rohypnol.”
“Oh my god. Poor Ethan. He’s such a good kid. He doesn’t deserve any of this. Do you have any evidence the rape?”
“Yes, rape. Ethan’s ability to refuse was taken from him so it was not consensual sex.”
“Wow. All four of us have a video on our telecommunicators showing the guy pouring Rohypnol into his drink, then him getting fucked by about a dozen guys. When we watched the video in enhanced slo-mo, we could see that all of the guys except for the one who drugged him wore condoms, so he could have only been infected by the guy that drugged him. Plus he admitted everything.”
Alicia was the one to ask the question they all wanted to ask, but were afraid of the answer. “What’s his condition?”
“I won’t lie to you. He’s gravely injured. To what extent we don’t know yet. He’s stable, but that could change. There’s a hole in the back of his head about the size of a quarter. He’s undergoing a brain scan to see if his brain was damaged. He has a number of blunt force trauma injuries, a broken back and a fractured pelvis. He’s been unconscious since he was brought in. He’s lost a lot of blood, but fortunately we have an ample supply on hand.”
“We’ll be right there.”
“Don’t rush. As soon as the brain scan is completed, he’s going to be taken into surgery to repair his pelvis and hopefully his back.”
“Will he be paralyzed?”
“I wish I could say no, but the possibility exists.” Alicia promptly fainted.
“Patrick’s a dead man!” Chris exclaimed, a look of absolute hatred and outrage in his eyes.
Troy barely intercepted him as he stormed towards the door. “Chris, where are you going?”
“I’m going to the shop to get a circular file, then I’m going to find him and kill him.” He growled.
“No, you’re not. Believe me, I want to kill him just as much as you do, but Ethan needs us; all of us. You can’t help him if you’re in jail.”
Settling down, he took a deep breath. “You’re right. I just…”
“We know, Chris. We know.” Alicia wrapped her arms around him and motioned Troy to join in the family hug. “We need to get to the hospital.” Everyone jumped into Troy’s vehicle and made it to the hospital in record time. They rushed up to the reception desk in the emergency room. “Hi, I’m Alison Evans and these are my brothers Chris and Troy. We’d like to speak with someone regarding our brother Ethan Evans.”
The nurse looked at her computer. “I’m sorry, but Ethan is extremely critical and is not expected to make it. I’m sorry.”
“Never say that to me again! He’s strong. He’s gonna make it.” Alison informed the nurse.
“Why don’t the three of you have a seat in the waiting room and I’ll have the doctor come and talk with you as soon as he’s free?”
“Thank you, nurse.” Troy said quietly as he led his distraught siblings to the waiting room. Shortly thereafter the doctor came in. The three siblings tripped over each other trying to get to him. “How’s our brother?”
“I’m not going to sugar-coat it. He’s in very bad shape. He’s upstairs undergoing emergency surgery. His chances aren’t good. However he does have a few things in his favor. We had plenty of his type of blood available. His age, his strength and his physical condition are all factors that will help in his recovery.”
The three collapsed in to the nearest chairs, crying hard. Chris was the first to regain control. In a shaky voice he asked the doctor, “Will his being HIV positive have any effect on his recovery?”
“No. It won’t affect it in any way.”
“Does anyone know how this happened?” Troy wanted to know.
“From what little I’ve heard, he ran out into traffic for some reason, and the driver of the vehicle that hit him. It’s still being investigated, but the authorities have not been able to come up with anything. There were no skid marks to indicate that the driver even tried to stop. I wish I had better news for you. If you’d like I can take you up to the surgical waiting room.”
“We’d like that. Thank you, doctor.”
As they settled in the surgical waiting room, expecting to be there for several hours, Alison took out her telecommunicator and called her boss, filling him in on what was happening. “I’m going to send you a video that was taken of my brother getting raped multiple times. The video also shows him being drugged. The perpetrator, Patrick Sims, confessed to drugging him with Rohypnol so he could have unprotected sex with my brother. Can we get Judge Hanlon to sign off on an arrest warrant?”
“I’ll get on it as soon as I get the video. Alison, I’m very sorry for what’s happened to your brother. Take as much time off as you need.”
“Thank you, Brett. I’ll be in touch.”
A couple of hours later, the doors to the surgical suite swung open and the surgeon walked out. Chris, Alicia and Troy all stood and faced the surgeon. His face told them all they needed to know.
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