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I watched as the EMT dropped on his haunches in front of me. Though his face looked kind, his eyes had a determination in them that I could appreciate. “My name is Jonathan Lindel,” he said. “My partner and I are here to see to your injuries. However, if you feel uncomfortable about that, we can call for a female paramedic to tend to your person.”
I shook my head. “No, you’re…it’s fine.”
“The hospital is going to want to take more intimate pictures of you once we get you there, so I’ll only take pictures of what’s visible right now.”
“Thank you,” I said, meaning every word.
“You’re welcome,” he replied, reading between the lines.
Chapter 33
Aurelio~
As soon as we pulled into the hospital’s parking lot, Nero and I got out of the car, then headed straight towards the double doors. I didn’t have the kind of pull here that I did in Sartori territory, so as much as I wanted to storm inside and make demands, I knew that I couldn’t.
When we approached the register desk, the nurse’s blue eyes widened as she got a good look at us. It was more than just how we were dressed in suits this late in the evening; it was that we looked like we belonged to the Mafia. Not only could we be mistaken for hitmen, but it was in the way that we carried ourselves as well.
“May…may I…I help you?” she stammered, either impressed, scared, or worried that we were here to kick off a war.
“We’re here to see Savina Valentine,” I informed her.
Her eyes turned towards her computer screen, her nails clacking on the keyboard, as she asked, “And…uhm, you are?”
Since I didn’t have any power here without pulling out my gun, I lied. “I’m her husband.”
Her eye shot upward, and glancing over at Nero, she knew that I was lying. “If she’s here, only one person can go back there at a time.”
“I’m sure that an exception can be made,” I told her, not above calling The O’Brien to make that happen.
Not having any patience left in him, Nero said, “Look, we can do this the hard way or the easy way, but we are both going back there to see Ms. Valentine.”
“That’s not-”
“I’m Nero Sartori,” he informed her. “And if I have to make a call to Declan O’Brien, then we’re really going to have problems.”
Her pretty face paled as her fingers froze over her keyboard. Any other time, I probably would have felt sorry for her, but the only thing that I cared about right now was Savina. I didn’t care about hospital policy or any other shit like that.
“Where is she?” I demanded, taking Nero’s lead.
Her blue eyes went back to her computer screen, and after a few more taps of the keyboard, she said, “Ms. Valentine is already in the back with the-”
“Which room?”
The nurse looked back up at me. “She’s not in a room,” she answered. “She’s in ER, so she’s in-”
“Fuck this,” I bit out, stepping away from the counter.
To her credit, she didn’t try to stop us as we made our way to the back, and we must really be giving off a different kind of vibe because no one was trying to stop us as we pulled back curtain after curtain to try to locate Savina. It wasn’t until we came upon the fifth curtain that we saw Savina sitting on a gurney, a nurse taking her vitals.
Her eyes widened when she saw us. “What are you guys doing here?”
Ignoring her, I turned to the nurse. “She needs a private room.”
“We don’t-”
“I’m not fucking asking,” I hissed at her, and it wasn’t until then that she finally took in who we were. “Get us a private room.”
She flung her stethoscope around her neck before hurriedly running off to find us a room. At least, that’s what she’d better be doing. If she came back with security, then shit was really going to get ugly around here.
