Chapter 40

“Back on the bike,” John told him. “I’m taking you to the hospital.”

“John…” Kip protested.

“Don’t argue. I’ll call the local police to tell them you’ve been shot and ask them to meet us there.”

“Great. Just what I need, another interrogation.”

John ignored him as he made the call and then helped Kip onto the bike. Rather than leave the way they’d come into the lot, John drove down the alley behind it and through two more before getting onto a side street which eventually took them to the one leading to the hospital.

By the time they walked into the ER, Kip had gone from being afraid to being furious as he thought about what had happened and wondered how the bastards had found them. “That wasn’t supposed to happen,” he told John angrily. “Two months of nothing, and God only knows we haven’t been in hiding, and now this?”

“Calm down. We’ll figure it out. First let the good doctor take a look at your shoulder while I give the admitting nurse your particulars. Then, you can rant.”