Holding On by Jill Sanders

Author:Jill Sanders [Sanders, Jill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781942896975
Publisher: Grayton Press
Published: 2018-05-21T18:30:00+00:00

Trey paced as he held his cell phone close to his ear. “What do you mean she’s not there?” He almost screamed it.

“Easy brother,” Trent replied. “I’m looking around. Her purse is on the desk, but I don’t see her… Hang on…” He heard his brother drop the phone. “Damn it.” The phone fell and went dead.

“Shit, shit, shit.” He punched his brother’s number again.

“Sorry, hey,” Trent answered. “I… I’ve got to take Dylan in to the clinic, she’s bumped her head pretty bad.”

His entire body tensed. “What happened?”

“Jesus.” Trent sighed. “There’s a lot of blood. I’ll call you when I know more.”

“I’ll meet you at the clinic.” He hung up before his brother could argue.

Grabbing his keys, he jumped in the truck and, before starting the engine, took a few deep breaths and assessed his situation. “Damn,” he groaned. There was no way he should be driving. Picking up his phone, he dialed his mother.

Twenty minutes later, he rushed into the clinic, totally overcome with panic. Both of his brothers were in the waiting area.

“She’s okay.” Trent met him. “A few stitches, here.” His brother pointed to the back of his head. “She doesn’t know how long she was unconscious, but Tony’s in with her now, taking her statement.”

“Tony…” Suddenly his worry turned to anger. “Someone attacked her?”

“We don’t know yet. She thinks she slipped. The tile was wet. She hit her head on the bottom shelf in the closet, knocked it clear off the wall.” Trent added, “The shelf, not her head.” He shook his head. “But she mentioned something on the trip here about the door being unlocked and hearing a sound. She doesn’t remember anything else.”

Trey walked towards the receptionist.

“She’s in room five,” Trent called after him.

He swung past the woman behind the desk and made his way down the hallway.

The clinic wasn’t large, but big enough for the town’s basic medical needs. Surgeries and X-rays were in a separate building across the parking lot.

When he got to the door, he could hear Dylan talking to Tony, answering his questions.

“I thought I heard something, but… I’m not sure. It could have been…” She stopped talking when she noticed him in the doorway. “Trey?”

“How are you feeling?” he asked, moving towards her.

“Like I hit my head on a thick wood shelf,” she tried to joke. She was pale and lying on the gurney. Thick sheets covered her, but he could see the dried blood on her clothes.

He moved over and noticed the white bandage on the back of her head. “Heard you got a few stitches?”

“Three.” She nodded, and he could see the pain in her eyes.

“Did they give you something for the pain?” he asked.

“Yes, I took something a few minutes ago.”

“Ms. McCaw, if you think of anything else, give me a call,” Tony broke in.

“Have you checked out the office to see if anything’s out of place?” Trey turned to Tony.

“Dale and Mike are over there now. I hope you feel better.” Tony tipped his hat before walking out, leaving them alone.

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