Stanton Box Set

Max walks over and puts his hand on my shoulder. “She will be ok. She’s tougher than you think. When she calms down she will hopefully come back.”

My eyes meet his. “She doesn’t deserve this Max. I’ve totally messed up. It just happened. I didn’t mean to hurt her. I thought we were broken up. She left me.”

He gives me a sympathetic smile and nods. “I know. Shit happens.” With that he leaves the room.

Adrian runs into the room and starts to set up his computer on the table.

I quickly start to hack the hospital security on his computer as I track her phone on mine. My heart is in my throat … Where are you Tash?

Ben comes rushing in as I crack the security code and he starts to watch the replays of the last twenty minutes on all doors of the hospital. I send the immediate visual to Adrian’s laptop. Once again I try to text Natasha:

Natasha please.

We need to talk.

It’s not how it looks.

I love you.

Why isn’t she returning my call? What if she is in danger? She is so trusting. She would go with anyone to try and get away from me without any money. I should have told her about the attack. I should have told her about Amelie. Regret slices through me … she deserves better. Amelie. What a bitch, she has turned this totally around to make Natasha think that I am in love with her. It looks as though I have been sleeping with Amelie all along. I close my eyes and put my hand over my mouth as I wait for the track to kick in. My god, please be ok, please come back to me.

Ben gasps from the other side of the room.

“What is it?” I ask.

“We have a bigger problem,” he says.

I frown. “Not possible. Natasha running off takes the cake.”

Cameron walks over to Ben and watches his screen. “Hell! Joshua get over here.”

I walk over to see what they are looking at and watch the footage that Ben is replaying. Two men walking into the hospital. One with short dark hair and an arm cast, the other a man with red dreadlocks and two black eyes entering the hospital. Horror dawns.

“How long ago was this?” I rub my hands through my hair.

Ben pushes some buttons and the tape rewinds. “Thirty minutes.”

“What! Holy shit. They have her. That’s them, two of the dudes from Friday night.”

“Calm down, you don’t know that. This could be coincidental,” Ben asserts.

Adrian runs back into the room. “Any sign?”

“It is not fucking coincidental. Call the police, Adrian,” I yell frantically

“Huh, what’s going on?”

“The guys that attacked Joshua on Friday night are in the hospital. We just saw them on the CCTV footage. Call the police,” Cameron stammers.

Adrian’s mouth drops open. “They are here now to … hurt you … Like in this hospital? Do these kinds of people do this kind of thing in a public place?” he stammers, wide-eye

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Ben shrugs as he continues to watch the screens.

Adrian dials the police. “Hello, I would like to speak to Detective Johnston please. Hurry it’s urgent.”

“Josh, I have her,” Ben snaps.