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Call it a bad habit. Sometimes you can’t avoid looking at a train wreck sometimes. It was easy to turn my back to it in the lobby, but human nature takes over in here.
    When we get to the room, Nancy is awake leaning back with her left arm in a sling and her chest bandaged up pretty tight. They must have wrapped it pretty recently since I don’t see blood seeping through the gauze.
    “How you holding up?” I take a seat on the doctor’s stool next to the bed. I’ve had an infatuation with these stools since I was a kid. It is stupid when I think about it, but I still find myself wanting to spin around.
    “With the Morphine, pretty damn good.” She smiles. The one thing I love about that girl is her ability to be cheerful, even when life decides to take a shit on her. I would be moping around trying to milk them for attention right about now.
    “Sorry to rush this, but who was that guy I tried to run over earlier?” I hate to get down to business, but the longer it takes to get Duncan out of the picture, the harder it is going to be to do so. Good news is that the Morphine should help loosen her up.
    “His name is Shawn. Duncan put him in charge of making sure we were doing our jobs.”
    “Duncan isn’t the trusting type, I see.”
    “Probably was a good thing. Half of the girls took off the first chance they had. The only ones that are left are the ones that knew Nal would send you to get us.” Looks like Nal has new people all around. It’s been a while since he went on a hiring spree without me, not that I’m complaining. That just means things are going good.
    “Well, that wasn’t his initial plan. He lost contact with Jason and Mark a few weeks ago. He suspected that someone new came in town. I was up there to check. When I saw Shawn watching you and Lucy, I knew something was up.”
    “Are you going to save the other girls? They are in the motel I was telling you to go to.” I wish she would have said that before, wouldn’t have had to pull the heroics on the highway. And my Caddie might still be in one piece.
    “You know me.” And she does. I have to get them first. Duncan is going to have to die a few days behind schedule.
    We spend the next few hours going over the logistics of the mission. Duncan has a half dozen men stationed at the motel. They apparently took over the whole operation up north. Women. Drugs. Food. All under their control now.
    “How soon are you leaving?” She asks, having trouble keeping her eyes open.
    “Now,” I stand up and kiss her on the forehead. “Get some rest. Nal is sending someone over to take care of you from here.” I start to walk out of the room, but stop at the door and turn around, “Thanks for the save earlier, in the car.”
    “Guess we are finally even for once.” She smiles before she closes her eyes.
    As we turn to leave, I notice a group of guys hanging out in the middle of the hallway. It wouldn’t draw my attention, but they happen to be blocking the exit. It takes a second longer than it should for me to register who the one is.
    “Well, well. There’s the asshole right there.” Shawn points directly at me.
    Sara and I do the first thing that comes to our minds.
    We run.

 
     
     
     
     
     
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    Running through the hallways, I notice they are sparkling clean and a lot less crowded than they would have been a few years ago. I have to remember to thank the big guy for that, if I ever manage to meet him.
    Something tells me that I won’t get that chance.
    I can feel Eunie stirring in my chest. Sometimes I think the fucker has a hard-on for blowing shit up. He could have taken over in the car, but nope. If I die, he has to find another host and they are getting harder to come by. Self-preservation is apparently an attractive trait in demon kind. I guess he never learned how to drive.
    We come up to a split in the hallway, making one turn, and then another. Eventually, we duck off into a stairwell somewhere