Chapter: 37
The
Sixth Day Cometh
“Adam named his wife Eve, because she
would become the mother of all the living The LORD God made garments of skin
for Adam and his wife and clothed them. And the LORD God said, ‘The man has now become like one of us, knowing
good and evil. He must not be allowed to reach out his hand and take also from
the tree of life and eat, and live forever.’ So the LORD God banished him from
the Garden of Eden to work the ground from which he had been taken. After he
drove the man out, he placed on the east side of the Garden of Eden cherubim
and a flaming sword flashing back and forth to guard the way to the tree of
life. God blessed them and said to them,
‘Be fruitful and increase in number; fill the earth and subdue it. Rule over
the fish of the sea and the birds of the air and over every living creature
that moves on the ground’."
Genesis 3:20-24
Nurse Stacy
Billings silently walked into the room of her two patients. She noticed the young man sitting on the
chair sleep. She had a note from his
friends, but was hesitant about waking him.
He looked so peaceful asleep in the chair. Stacy sighed and walked quietly over to him. She bent down and nudged him gently, hoping
not to startle him.
Unfortunately,
that was not to be so with JD Dunne. JD
jumped up at the touch and Stacy backed away cautiously. “What…what’s wrong?” JD looked around tensing at the woman
standing, almost staring at him.
“Nothing, Mr.
Dunne. The patients are sleeping
comfortably. I came to wake you because
there was a message left for you by your friends. Here,” she said handing him a slip of paper.
JD opened the
note and read it. It said, “Need you to
meet us in the back parking lot in ten minutes.” It was not signed and JD did not recognize the handwriting.
“My friends
left this note?”
“The man who
dropped it off said he got a phone message from one of your friends that left
here and was told to give it to his other friends who were still here. Mr. Jackson is still down in the lab and Mr.
Sanchez just went to the cafeteria to get some coffee.”
JD assumed
then that the message must have been from Buck and Ezra. They had only left an hour ago, so for them
to have returned so soon meant something happened.
“You said
that Mr. Sanchez went to the cafeteria?”
“Yes. He left a few minutes ago and told me to
tell you he would be right back,” explained Stacy.
“Thanks,”
replied JD, folding up the paper and putting it away in his pocket. “Listen…I shouldn’t be askin’ ya this…but
could you keep an eye on them until we get back. We’re just goin’ to be in the parking lot out back.”
“Oh, of
course. It’ll be no problem at
all. It’s my job anyway. I can wait until you return.”
“Thanks!”
exclaimed JD. “And if Mr. Jackson comes up, tell him we went to the parking lot
out back to meet our other friends, okay?”
“Sure, Mr.
Dunne,” replied Stacy happily.
“JD. Just call me JD.”
“Okay…JD. My name’s Stacy.”
“You’re new
here, huh?” he asked the petite redhead nurse.
“Yes. I just started today. I’m taking over for Sheila on her day
off. She forgot to leave the file on
Mr. Jones and Mr. Smith, but I did talk to some of the other nurses on duty and
they told me that Mr. Jones was having seizures so we’re keeping in restraints
and Mr. Smith seems to have some broken ribs and a slight concussion.”
JD
nodded. He did not think this woman
should be privy to all the information concerning his friends’ conditions, so
he said, “Yeah. They’ve been real sick.
Especially him,” replied JD, pointing
to the sleeping blond.
“I see. Well, JD, if you’ll excuse me, I have some
things that I need to take care of for my patients,” she said smiling at the
young man and walking over to Vin’s bed.
Stacy thought
he was real cute and she noticed that there was no ring on his finger, but that
did not mean anything. “Too bad,” she thought.
“He had a real nice face.”
JD left the
room as the nurse started taking Vin’s vitals. JD assured himself that they
would be safe. It was only for a few
minutes and then he and Josiah would be back with the others in no time.
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Jack Trell
slipped back into the driver’s seat of the black sedan. He then smiled over to Frank Marino and
said, “It’s done.”
“Now we
wait,” said Frank, lighting up another cigarette.
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Chris awoke
to the sounds of someone in the room.
His eyes finally focused and saw a red haired nurse leaning over Vin
with a stethoscope. His thoughts were
foggy at best and he could not remember why he was in the hospital or why he
was strapped down.
He moved his
head a little to the side, blond hair falling into his eyes and almost
obscuring his vision of the woman and man situated across from him. His eyes squinted to try and see his
friend’s face, but the nurse was in the way.
“S’cuse me,”
said Chris, his voice almost a croak from a long time of nonuse.
The nurse
turned, startled to find the blond patient awake. She was told by the nurses on duty that Sheila had given a large
amount of sedative an hour ago and that should have the man out like a light
for the next three hours. But of
course, Stacy did not know about Chris’ physiology and the fact that he had
built up a tolerance for them.
“Mr. Jones,
I’m surprise you’re awake,” said Stacy hesitantly. She finally moved into action and approached the ill man’s bed,
taking a hold of his wrist to feel is pulse.
Chris watched
as the nurse started to take his vitals. While she was busily marking down
information on his chart, Chris could hear the start of someone whispering in
his ear. He turned to the other side of
the room, but saw no one there. He then
looked back up at the nurse who just gave him a warm smile and continued onward
with her tasks.
“Mr. Jones,”
said the nurse, shaking Chris from his reverie. “You temperature is a little high today. I’m going to get you some Tylenol to help
bring it down, okay?”
“Uh, Nurse…?”
“Nurse
Billings. But you can call me Stacy.”
“Stacy, where
are my friends?”
“Oh, they
said they would be back in few minutes. Why?
Is there something you need?”
“Well, this
restraints are little too tight.
They’re hurtin’ my wrists,” said Chris wincing in pain.
“Oh,” replied
Stacy. She did not see anything that
referred to the exact reason for the seizures; all she knew was that Mr. Jones
was in restraints based on what the nurses had told her at the station. “I don’t understand why it was not marked
down concerning the restraints and when they can be removed, but…”
“From what I
understand the Doc was afraid I would hurt myself because of seizures,” Chris
interjected quickly.
Stacy looked
at the man again doubtfully. His reasoning sounded plausible, but it was not up
to her to make that decision about releasing him.
“Well, I
can’t release you since I don’t see anything here,” she started and then she
saw the baleful look Chris gave her.
“But at least I can loosen them up some so that they don’t hurt
anymore.”
Chris smiled
at that and watched as Stacy slackened the restraints on his wrists.
“Thank you,
Stacy. I really appreciate it. Ah, that feels much better.”
She smiled
gently at him. “Are you in any pain, besides your wrists?”
“No, ma’am.”
“It’s Miss.
Alright, then. Now, I’m going to prepare you and Mr. Smith’s next
medication. I’ll be back in
awhile. If you need me, press this
button.” And she placed the nursing
station button in his hand.
“Thank you,
Stacy.”
“You’re
welcome, Mr. Jones.”
“Call me,
Chris.”
“Okay…Chris.”
She then walked out of the door.
Once she was
gone, Chris smiled wickedly. The voices
had told him that it would work and it did.
Now he had his chance. He
wiggled his wrists, ignoring the throbbing and pain that went with it as he
did. Within in a minute his wrist was
free and also free to remove the restraint from his other wrist.
After that,
removing the ones from his ankles was easy.
The IV bag that was hooked up to his right wrist, he methodically pulled
out the needle and pushed the line away.
He was free and it made him feel like he had accomplished a great feat.
He then
lowered the metal railings to his sick bed and silently and cautiously got out
and moved to the closet where he knew his clothes were. When he got to the
closet he found clean clothes. Probably
one of his friends had originally thought that his stay would be brief
one. Of course, it had turned out
longer than they had anticipated, but it was good for him. Now he had the means of making his escape
complete.
He grabbed
the black briefs, clean black jeans and black T-shirt, which was never worn,
his sneakers and his Chicago Black Hawks fitted cap and quickly dressed.
When the last
piece of the outfit was placed on his head, he took one last look around. His eyes stopped on the sleeping form of his
best friend. The young Texan looked so
peaceful and Chris felt a slight pang at leaving the man behind.
The voices
were trying to convince him that he would be safe here, that he would have more
freedom without him, but somewhere in the small space that was reserved for his
heart there was doubt.
He wanted to
go over and wake Vin, but he knew the voices would not let him do that. Right now, there were more in control of his
will than he was. He said in a soft
voice, “Goodbye, Vin.” With that, he walked speedily out of the door into the
hospital corridor and freedom.
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Jack Trell
and Frank Marino had watched as the two men left to guard the two sick men had
come outside to the parking lot out back, standing near the rear entrance of
the hospital.
“Okay. Let’s go,” said Jack to his partner, as they
both exited their car quickly.
They ran
towards the other entrance of the hospital, but once there slowed down as not
to attract attention. They both went
through the revolving doors and towards the information desk of the hospital.
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Vin had
awoken slowly to pain in his ribs and a headache that would not quit. He sat up
in the bed and groaned as he pulled his hand through his sweating head. He knew he had a slight fever because the
chills were playing havoc with his body.
He looked to
see if Chris had awakened and was shocked to see the bed empty. He also was amazed that none of his other
friends were in the room.
He
frantically pressed the button that lay on the nightstand next to his bed.
After what
seemed like an eternity to him, but was really only a couple of minutes, a
short redhead nurse came running into the room.
She saw Vin
trying to get out of the bed and quickly walked over to him, grabbing his arms
and pushing him back down.
“And where do
you think you’re going?” she asked.
“My
friend! Where is he?” exclaimed Vin,
trying to get out of the bed again. The
nurse immediately grabbed his shoulders and pushed him back down.
“You’re not
going anywhere!”
“But Chris…”
“I can see
that. You stay in bed and I’m going to
go get the head nurse in here. Your friend was here a few minutes ago. Maybe he was taken for tests. I’m going to check, but I want you to
promise not to get out of this bed. You
have a fever and you need to stay off your feet, got it?”
Vin nodded
although he would have liked to go search for his friends himself, he knew he
did not have the strength to do it at this moment.
“Do ya know
where my friends are?”
“Your
friends? Oh, you mean the young man
that was sitting here?”
Vin knew that
she was talking about JD. Everyone had
a habit of referring to him as “the young man”.
“Yeah. Ya know where they went?”
“Well, I
brought a message to him that was from his other friends and he said that he
would be going after Mr. Sanchez in the cafeteria and that they both would be
going to the parking lot out back.”
“Do ya who
the message was from?” questioned Vin suspiciously.
“No. He didn’t say. He did imply that they would
be back within a few minutes.”
To Vin that
meant they probably knew nothing of Larabee’s disappearance.
“Okay, can ya
do me a favor?”
“If it is
possible,” replied Stacy thoughtfully.
“I need
someone to go get my friends and bring them here, now.”
“Well…”
“Please. It’s very important.”
Stacy saw the
plea in the man’s blue eyes and said, “Alright, Mr. Smith. But you promise to stay in this bed until I
get back, right?”
“Yeah, yeah. Now hurry, please.”
“Okay,” she
said as she started for the door. “I’m also going to check with the nurses’
station and see if there was any tests scheduled for Mr. Jones today. I’ll be right back.” She then exited the room and the door closed
silently.
Vin breathed
a sigh of relief as the door closed. He
just hoped that the others would get back soon. He was afraid that Chris was on the run again and he did not
think this time they would be lucky enough to find him.
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Jack and
Frank had found out that the two gentlemen that they were seeking were placed
on the 3rd floor of the hospital. It was the floor that all affluent
patients were kept. They were told that
the two patients were not taking any visitors who were not first pre-approved
by their men.
This did not
dissuade Jack and Frank. They nodded to the security guard and then quickly
made their way to the back of the hospital. At the back door, which also served
as one of the fire exits for the hospital, Frank starting picking the lock to
the door to the entrance, while Jack stood guard.
“Hurry it
up!” whispered Jack, his head moving back and forth trying to make sure they
were not spotted.
Frank turned
around to glare at his partner.
“Listen, asshole, if you think you can do better, than be my guest,”
retorted Frank, turning from his task to look angrily at his partner.
“No, no. Just…” explained Jack hurriedly.
“Yeah,” was
all that Frank answered as he continued with his task.
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Christopher
Michael Larabee walked down the fire door exit as quickly as he could. He knew it led to the side fire exit
entrance of the hospital. When he had
reached the first floor, he decided not to exit there. Instead, he decided to go to the basement
floor that held the indoor parking garage.
He figured that he could borrow a car there to make his traveling plans
easier.
He laughed
silently to himself as he thought about acquiring something illegally. There was a time when Archangel Michael
would not have even dreamed of taking something that was not his. But he was no longer Archangel Michael. He was Mickey Larabee, born and raised in
slums of Brooklyn, New York, thief, drug-dealer and killer when needed.
As Chris
passed the first floor exit and had finally hit the basement exit he heard the
sound of a door opening. He knew
someone had come in from the first floor door. Fearful that it was one of his
friends or hospital staff looking for him, he quickly pushed his way through
the basement door and fled to find his transportation.
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Jack and
Frank had come through the first floor fire exit, hearing a door close on the
staircase below them. They both turned
to eye each other and then shrugged their shoulders as they continued to the 3rd
floor unaware that their prey had just left through the door below them.
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Josiah and JD
stood outside the back parking lot of the hospital, looking for their
companions to arrive. It was
approximately 20 minutes and Josiah started getting the feeling that something
was not right. He turned to JD and
said, “JD, did they say when they would get here?”
“The note
said ten minutes. Ya want me to call
‘em?”
“Yeah, that
might not be a bad idea,” answered Josiah impatiently.
JD took the
cellular phone that was in his pocket and dialed the number to Ezra’s cellular
phone.
After the
second ring, JD heard Ezra say, “Ezra Standish.”
“Ezra, it’s
JD. Where are you guys?”
“Where are
we? Where we are is on our way to where
we were directed to be. What is the
issue, Mr. Dunne?”
“Well, I got
a message that said to meet you guys in the parking lot out back at the
hospital,” stated JD, concern tickling his thoughts.
“I do not
know who imparted that information to you, Mr. Dunne. But Mr. Wilimington and myself are on our way over to the Sixth
Day as instructed. I suggest that the message you received is an error.”
JD looked at
Josiah who was standing next to him, closely listening into the conversation.
“They said
they never sent any message,” said JD surprise and fear crawling into his
heart.
“Damn! Damn!
Tell Ezra and Buck to get back here now!” And Josiah started to run for the
hospital entrance.
“Ezra, Josiah
says for ya and Buck to get back to the hospital right away!” shouted JD into
the phone as he ran to catch up with the big preacher, closing the phone
without waiting for a response on the other end.
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Chris had
just completed hot-wiring an old Dodge Charger that he assumed belonged to one
of the nurses or orderlies of the hospital.
He would only use it to get into Vegas.
From there, he would contact Queen Bea and get her to take him home.
Once he had
collected what he would need, then it was on to Nadia’s house for a
reacquainting. He smiled wickedly as he
thought about their last encounter. Nadia was so sure of herself, but she had
never really met Mickey Larabee. She
had met Christopher Michael and compared to Mickey, he was angel. She was going to be in for a big surprise.
He laughed
hysterically to himself as he drove away and out of the garage towards the
Vegas Strip.
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Vin was
dozing, waiting for the nurse to find his friends, when he heard the door the
room open. He opened his eyes slowly,
thinking that the nurse had returned and found he was looking at two men
dressed in black suits, glancing around the room.
Vin struggled
to sit up in the bed and said to the two men, “What ya want? Are ya lost or
somethin’?”
They ignored
Vin, as he watched the Asian one go to the bathroom and look inside. The Asian returned immediately and turned to
his Caucasian companion and said, “He’s not here.”
“Hey, I said
what the hell do ya want?” exclaimed Vin, suspicion and anger both aimed at the
two men.
“Where is
he?” asked the redheaded man, walking closer to where Vin lay.
Vin knew this
man was trouble and he had nothing in which he could defend himself with.
“Where’s who?”
asked Vin, feigning ignorance.
“Larabee,”
came the reply of the Asian man. Vin
could tell that he was the leader of the two and probably the more deadly of
them.
“Ain’t no
Larabee here.”
“Don’t play
with me, Mr. Tanner,” replied Frank.
Vin eyes looked
up in shock for a second, but they quickly returned to their normal blue calm.
“So, ya know
who I am.” It was more of a statement
than a question.
“Yes, we
do. And we want, Larabee,” interjected
Jack.
“And just who
might ya’ll be?”
“Who we are
does not matter, Mr. Tanner,” explained Frank.
“We are looking for your partner and the disk.”
“Disk? What disk?”
“Oh, don’t
tell me that Archangel Michael did not tell you about the disk he stole from
Mr. DeCorsia.”
“Nope. Won’t tell ya that. Will tell ya I don’t know what the hell ya
talkin’ about though,” answered Vin smiling.
“He knows,
Frank. Let’s just beat it out of ‘im,”
said Jack, threatening and moving closer.
But he was
held where he was by his partner.
“No,” ordered
Frank. “I think we should just leave
Mr. Tanner sometime to think on it. You
need to tell Larabee that if he and the disk are not in Roberto DeCorsia’s
hands by tonight that things will get unpleasant. Do you understand me, Mr. Tanner?”
“I get ya
drift, Mr…”
“Just call me
Black and he’s Blue,” replied Frank teasingly.
Vin eyed him
knowing that this was not their real names but a reference to what they were
going to do if things got unpleasant. “I get ya drift, Mr. Black. Now if ya don’t mind, I was tryin’ to get
some sleep around here,” said Vin sarcastically, lying down and turning his
back on the two men.
Frank smiled
widely at this. He thought the boy had
guts. Too bad they might have to remove
some of them if they did not get what they wanted. He then motioned for Jack to follow him out of the room and
towards the door that would lead them back to their vehicle.
As they
walked down the stairs towards their original entry, Frank asked, “So we just
gon’na wait?”
“I believe
Mr. Tanner is telling us the truth, Jack.
And I believe Mr. Larabee has absconded from the hospital.”
“But
where? His friends are here.”
“But the disk
is not.”
“So?”
“So, I say we
go find Mr. Larabee.”
“But
how? We don’t know where he went.”
Jack had
stated an obvious truth, but Frank had read Larabee’s profile and knew the man
would head back to the one place he felt safe, the one place that might hold
the answer to the whereabouts of the disk.
“Tell me,
Jack, where would you go to feel safe?”
“Where would
I go to feel safe? Well, probably the
safest place for me is ho… Oh, I get it
now. He went home.”
“Yes, my dear
partner. Home. Home is where the heart is and probably
where the disk is.”
Jack smiled
and patted Frank on the back. “Ya know,
Frank, that’s reason why I like partnering with you. You are really smart.”
“And if you
touch me again, Jack, you will be really dead,” said Frank, walking out of the
door towards their car.
Jack stopped
in his tracks, wondering if Frank was joking.
But then again…
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Chapter: 38
Adam
and Eve
“Now the LORD
God had formed out of the ground all the beasts of the field and all the birds
of the air. He brought them to the man to see what he would name them; and
whatever the man called each living creature, that was its name.
So the man
gave names to all the livestock, the birds of the air and all the beasts of the
field.
But for Adam
no suitable helper was found.
So the LORD
God caused the man to fall into a deep sleep; and while he was sleeping, he
took one of the man's ribs and closed up the place with flesh.
Then the LORD
God made a woman from the rib he had taken out of the man, and he brought her
to the man.
The man said,
‘This is now bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh; she shall be called
'woman, for she was taken out of man.’
For this
reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and
they will become one flesh.
The man and
his wife were both naked, and they felt no shame.”
Genesis
2:19-25
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Josiah and JD
were half way to the elevators when JD saw the nurse that was suppose to be
with Vin and Chris coming towards them.
“Stacy?”
called JD.
“Stacy?”
questioned Josiah.
“JD, I’m glad
I found you. Something has happened and
I came to look for you,” explained Stacy hurriedly.
“What
happened?” asked Josiah, his stomach churning at the thoughts that were rapidly
running through his head.
“Mr. Jones is
missing and…”
“Missing? How?” asked JD, his worries confirmed.
“I don’t
know, JD. I went to get his medication
and when Mr. Smith buzzed I came running in to find Mr. Jones gone and Mr.
Smith trying to get out of bed.”
“Sounds like
something Vin would do,” stated Josiah, as the elevator doors opened. He then motioned for JD and the nurse to get
on and followed closely behind them.
“Let’s get upstairs and found out what’s going on.”
“I’ve called
Mr. Jackson and he said he was on his way from the lab to the room,” offered
Stacy.
“Thank you,
Stacy,” said JD as he pushed the button for the 3rd floor.
As they rode
the elevator in silence, neither of them wanted to think what had happened to
their friends.
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Erza and Buck
had just pulled up into the parking lot, having basically gone through every
traffic violation there was in the city of Las Vegas.
They both
jumped out the car and ran for the hospital entrance, almost knocking down the
people who were coming out.
The security
guard watched as the two men ran through the corridor to the elevators. At first he was about to leave his post and
stop them, but he had second thoughts.
He remembered these men as not someone you wanted to try and push, so he
just ignored them.
When the
elevator door opened, Ezra and Buck ran into it. Buck pushed the 3rd floor button frantically and
started pacing the elevator as it made it slow ride to their destination.
Ezra eyed
Buck with annoyance. Ever since they
had got the call from JD the man was a bundle of nerves. “Mr. Wilmington, would you please refrain
from your stalking the premises.”
“What?” asked
Buck, thrown out of his thoughts.
“You are roaming
this elevator like a lion who smells his prey,” stated Ezra rolling his eyes
towards the ceiling of the elevator.
“I can’t help
it, Ezra. I’m…”
Ezra eyes
softened. He knew how the man felt
about his friends. In fact, he felt the
same way. “I know, Buck. Just tone it down some.”
Buck glanced
at Ezra in shock. “Just tone it down
some? Have you been taking lessons from
Chris?” asked Buck jokingly.
“Mr.
Wilmington, I would prefer that you do not insult me with such accusations,”
answered Ezra stiffly.
Buck still
smiled. He knew the red jacket man had
a sense of humor. It was just not like
anybody else’s.
At that
moment, the elevator door opened to the 3rd floor and Buck and Ezra
quickly exited it, walking fast towards the room that housed their friends.
When they got
there they heard shouting and knew it to be the voice of Vin Tanner. They both entered at the same time and found
a room full of turmoil.
Nathan,
Josiah and a redheaded nurse were trying to force Vin Tanner back onto his sick
bed. JD stood by the door anxiously
waiting. Vin, well, Vin was screaming
at the top of his lungs and fighting with the strength that Ezra and Buck did
not think he had being ill with fever.
Chris Larabee was nowhere in sight.
“What the
hell is goin’ on here?” yelled Buck, walking over to the fray near Tanner’s
bed.
“Vin wants to
go looking for Chris,” said Nathan, again trying to help Josiah gently push the
young man towards the bed. “He’s too
sick to be leaving that bed!” The last
part was directed at the man they were busily fighting.
“I ain’t
goin’! Buck! Tell them to get away from me!”
“Vin, you
need to calm down, son. We’ll find
him,” said Josiah trying to make the young Texan see reason.
“I ain’t ya
son and ya ain’t my father! Let go, Josiah!”
Buck shook
his head at this predicament. He knew
how much the young curly haired man was concerned for Chris. Shit.
He had been there himself at one time or another. But he knew their
young friend was not well enough to go out on his own looking for Chris. Chris would never forgive him if he had let
anything happen to Vin. He trusted him
to watch the young man’s back, even though he had not said so in so many words.
“Vin, they
right,” said Buck approaching the distraught man. “We gotta think this out.
If we go rushing into this we could put Chris in danger.”
Vin stopped
struggling and looked at the tall ex-con with worry in his blue eyes. Buck had said something that finally cut
through the anxiety that was eating at him at Chris’ disappearance. He sighed heavily, his head bowing in
exhaustion and sat down on the bed that the others were trying to get him into.
Nathan,
Josiah and the nurse also sighed in relief at the fact that the sick man was
not fighting them anymore. But Vin
caught their relief and said, “I ain’t layin’ down so don’t get ya hopes up.”
Nathan
smirked at Josiah as he took the arm of the young nurse. He needed to speak with her away from her
emotional patient.
Ezra decided
that they needed to know what happened.
He said, “Josiah, what happened?”
Josiah turned
guilt-ridden eyes to Ezra, feeling in his heart that he had failed his friends.
“Well, from
what I understand from Vin and Nurse Billings there…,” he said pointing towards
the redheaded nurse talking to Nathan. “…she got some note from some stranger
for us saying that you guys would be out in the back parking lot in ten
minutes. JD came looking for me while
she agreed to watch Chris and Vin, but came in running when Vin called and
found Chris missing. After she left to
find us to tell us what happened, it seems Vin had some visitors. Two real bad asses. Vin says he’s never met or seen them before
now. They claim to work for Roberto
DeCorsia.”
“The father?”
asked JD. He had read the file that
Chris had on the man. He was dangerous
and powerful and those two words together spelled big trouble.
“That’s him,”
answered Josiah.
“Why were
they here?” questioned Buck. He did not
like where this was leading. It was
enough they had the son as a headache.
Now the father was joining the party.
“From what
they said…” interrupted Vin holding on to his aching head. “…they were looking
for Chris.”
“Mr.
Larabee? Whatever for, Mr. Tanner?”
queried Ezra.
“Somethin’
about a disk Chris has that DeCorsia wants.”
“What
disk? Why would have a disk that
DeCorsia would want?” asked Buck confused.
“Buck,
remember. Chris was workin’ on somethin’ for Travis,” Vin suggested.
“Yeah. And maybe Travis knows what’s on that disk,”
added Josiah nodding thoughtfully.
“I’ll go put
a call into Travis and see what he knows,” said Josiah walking out of the room
to use the phone in the spare room next door.
Just then
Nathan and the nurse had finished their conversation and Nurse Billings quickly
walked out of the room.
“Hey, Nate,
what was you talkin’ to that pretty little filly about?” Buck had noticed that Nathan had spent a
long time talking to the young nurse.
“I asked her
to be very discreet about our conversation and also to page Dr. Cohen,” replied
Nathan, walking over to Vin. He then
looked the young man up and down in annoyance, knowing that the man needed to
rest in order to get better. “Vin, I
want you to rest. You can’t keep this
up. You and I both know Chris isn’t
going to like having being the one responsible for your condition getting
worst.”
“Nathan,
Chris ain’t Chris right now. Those
voices were tellin’ ‘im to do things Chris wouldn’a done. If don’t go now and start lookin’ we ain’t
never gon’na find ‘im. I just know it!”
Vin answered, grabbing his head again.
“Vin, you are aggravating your condition. It’s not getting better, it’s getting worst,” said Nathan, grabbing onto the young man shoulders. “Look at yourself.