Chapter 50

But logic had little place when your man was bleeding out on the floor.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly shifted. Gone was the urgency, replaced by calm. The male medic removed the suction tube and the intubation. They gently turned Blake onto his side and examined his wounds. For a moment or two, they poked and prodded, but then the woman nodded, and the man smiled.

King let go of the iron grip he had on Derek’s shoulder. “Does he need to go to the infirmary?”

The man shook his head. “He’s fine now. Just regular recuperative care. Any idea what happened? We’ve never had an issue with Jones before.” He gave a half smirk. “Either of them.”

King shook his head, but he didn’t smile back. “I have a theory. If he’s all right, let’s get him to the bed. Derek can take over from here.”