Hard to Kill: The Ambrosia Harding Thriller by Ella Kati

Author:Ella, Kati
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-09-22T00:00:00+00:00

Thirty

It was the middle of the night when she heard vomiting coming from the bathroom. She’d been sleeping on the couch fully clothed, preferring to stay near the door. Rosie checked her gun, placed it in the back of her jeans, and went to the bathroom. The door was slightly ajar with the light dimmed. Madi was on her knees, leaning over the toilet.

“Are you okay?” Rosie asked. It was a stupid question; the girl looked as if she was at death’s door.

“Go away.” She muttered and threw up again.

Rosie went into the kitchen, standing on her tiptoes as she reached for the first aid kit from the kitchen cupboard. Inside, she found electrolytes and anti-nausea tablets. Grabbing a glass, she poured some cola in it and took it to the Madi. Cola always did the trick.

“This should settle your stomach.”

“It hurts. It hurts so much,” Madi moaned on the floor.

“What’s going on?” Bree burst out of the bedroom. “Oh my god, Madison. What’s going on? Jesus, she needs a doctor.”

Madison leaned against the wall, clutching at her stomach.

“It could be food poisoning,” Rosie said.

“We all ate the salad.”

“Is she allergic to anything?”

“No. Nothing we’re aware of.”

She was kneeling on the floor, holding back Madi’s hair from her face.

The girl looked worse with each passing moment. If not food poisoning, it could have been anything. An allergic reaction; an insect bite; her intestines twisting. The possibilities were endless.

Madi slung over the toilet again and vomited, then cried out.

Rosie considered the options. It was middle of the night. Few cars on the road, even fewer people walking the streets. They would stand out like a sore thumb if anyone was watching. But this was a kid. If anything happened to her… No, she refused to think that way.

“Give her this.”

Madi couldn’t keep it down.

Fuck. That was convenient. “Let’s get her in the car.”

She had no choice. The nearest hospital was a fifteen-minute drive, ten if she broke a few speed limits.

As Bree helped Madi up, Rosie grabbed a towel and a plastic bag that could double as a vomit bag, then made sure she had her gun and a backup clip in the glove box. They were on the road in minutes.

Madi vomited three more times before they reached the hospital. Her skin grew paler by the minute and as her energy depleted. Bree grew even more hysterical.

Rosie found a parking spot metres from the entrance.

An ambulance pulled out, its sirens switched on as it disappeared down the street. Another pulled up within seconds. The process repeated. In and out. A constant flow of patients.

Rosie helped Bree take Madi out of the car, and they rushed inside. The chaos of the emergency room hit the moment they pushed the doors open. The waiting area spilled out with people, from the elderly lady reading a copy of Cosmopolitan to a screaming child on his father’s lap, a half drunk in a suit with a ‘last night of freedom’ attached to his shirt.

Waiting wasn’t an option.

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