Bad Billionaires 3 by Elise Faber

Author:Elise Faber [Faber, Elise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Elise Faber

Eighteen

Jet

He was alone, and she wasn’t coming back.

It felt like shit to be on this end of that gesture.

And thanks, karma, for granting him the opportunity to feel this horrible.

His cell rang, and he scrambled to grab it off the counter, hoping against hope that it was Trix, but after calling her cell six times and texting more than ten over the last hour since he’d woken, he already knew it wouldn’t be.

It was the hospital, and even though he’d known it wasn’t Trix, Jet still couldn’t bite back the disappointment.

“Hello?” he answered, instead of chucking his phone across the room, like he really wanted to do.

“Can you fill in for me today?” Matt, or Dr. Harding, asked.

Not like he had anything better to do.

“Sure,” he said, focusing on something besides the misery he felt. “Is everything okay?” Matt was solid and reliable but had a couple of young kids, one of whom had been pretty sick the previous week.

“Fine,” Matt said and coughed. “Except the little germ machine has infected me with some horribly disgusting virus. I’ve got snot dripping out of every orifice.”

“Not sure if that’s possible,” he said.

“It’s not,” Matt agreed. “But you get my point.”

“Yeah.” He stood and headed to the bedroom to change. “You on at seven?” It was just after five, but he was awake and might as well head into the hospital now.

“Yes, thanks, Jet,” Matt said and broke off with a sniffle. “I owe you one.”

“No worries, feel better.” He hung up, dressed, and headed to the hospital. At least he had work to distract him from how royally fucked up his life was.

He didn’t know if there had been a full moon the night before or if it was just his luck, but the department was absolutely slammed. Every bed was filled and there was a backup from admitting, which meant that patients who needed to go upstairs were taking up room unnecessarily. This happened for a variety of reasons, not the least of which—and also probably the most frustrating—was budgetary. As in, the med surge floor preferred the ED to take the budget hit instead of them and sometimes kept patients waiting until shift change.

The other reason for the packed ED was . . . sometimes shit just got weird in the department.

They’d be dead for hours and then as though everyone had been cued, multiple admits came at the same time.

The job kept him guessing, that was for sure.

And if he wasn’t building clinics or treating people in remote parts of the world, then at least he had some excitement in his life. He stopped by the nurse’s station, checking in to make sure they were all okay.

They were and he started to leave, but Rosario stopped him. “Hey, I know you and Trix are close. I’ve been trying to get a hold of her for a few hours, but I—”

The hairs on his nape stood up, but he was already spinning around, trying to pinpoint exactly what had set his nerves on edge.

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