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thinks he has a chance with me proves he’s ignorant of the seriousness of the danger he is in.
I poke my finger harshly into his chest for emphasis before I lay the rest of this on him. “Mr. Saint and Isaac are on their way here to celebrate Christmas with our family. I’m going to tell them to notify the other leaders of the Norgnhenta that you’ve caused Evan’s death. You won’t even make it off the ICU unit alive, Dr. Carter. They are ruthless professional killers, and I’m blowing the whistle on you if you don’t save my husband. Don’t get any ideas about killing him on the operating table either, do your very best work. Do it like your life depends on it, because it does.” I spit the last words at him on my tip toes as close to his face as I can stand to be.
I wait. It sinks in. He begins to realize the difficult position he’s in. Dropping his arms to his sides the blood drains from his face.
“Norgnhenta? That’s the mob he is involved with?” He’s gone from snide to scared straight, exactly what I wanted.
“He’s actually the leader of his family’s branch, he can’t remember it, but they all do. Family is everything to these people; you fuck with family it’s signing your own death certificate.”
“Ah ok..ok, I’ll do it.”
“And you’ll make sure he comes out of that OR healthy and tumor free right?” I nod my head curtly, beads of sweat are forming on his lip as the fear takes hold. Good. Fear is one of the best motivators. I was almost afraid he wasn’t going to be sane enough to be scared, but thankfully he’s about to piss his pants. He knows I’ve got him by the balls.
“Of course, yes, he’ll be fine,” he assures me.
“Get on it then.”
He turns to speak to a nurse who has been working with Evan, quietly he informs her of the need for extra staff and an OR. To say she looked shocked was an understatement; the staff knows what’s happened between Evan and David. They also know who Evan is, or who he used to be. I can’t believe I just did that. I feel like a mob wife, and technically I am, but none of what I just told David can be backed with actions by myself. I have no authority as his wife, and I can no more put a hit on David than remove Evan’s tumor from his brain. But Mr. Saint could, and so could Isaac. I’m sure the only thing holding them back was the fact that David hadn’t recovered enough to do such a rigorous procedure.
Shit, I hadn’t thought about that, he’s still in pretty bad shape. I can’t believe they were going to discharge him today. He’s going to have to figure it out, draw strength from deep down inside himself to endure hours on his feet. If he hadn’t fucked with Evan in the first place, this wouldn’t be happening. I guess I should be thankful David is crazy. Finally, Evan is getting the surgery he needs.
“How Long Will I Love You” by Ellie Golding
Gabriella holds my hand tight as Evan is wheeled by us on his way to surgery. “Wait, please just a second.” I blurt and grab ahold of the rail on the gurney slowing the nurses down. I lean in to quickly kiss him and whisper “I love you; you go, I go… don’t forget that.”
“We need to go, Mrs. Lawson, they’re ready for him,” a very non-Italian woman says from behind me. Evan isn’t conscious; I doubt he would allow the surgery to proceed if he knew it would be David cutting into his head. “I’m Dr. Carters nurse, Kelly; I’ll be with your husband during the surgery, and I’ll come out with updates when I can. I’m told you’re familiar with the procedure, is that correct?” She is very formal and stiff, I wonder if this is normal for her or if the situation has her uncomfortable.
“Yes, Dr. Carter has gone over it with us in depth.”
“All right then. And he says you’re an ICU nurse as well?”
“Yes, in the States.”
“Good. I will come out as soon as time allows. If you have any questions or concerns in the meantime please ask
I poke my finger harshly into his chest for emphasis before I lay the rest of this on him. “Mr. Saint and Isaac are on their way here to celebrate Christmas with our family. I’m going to tell them to notify the other leaders of the Norgnhenta that you’ve caused Evan’s death. You won’t even make it off the ICU unit alive, Dr. Carter. They are ruthless professional killers, and I’m blowing the whistle on you if you don’t save my husband. Don’t get any ideas about killing him on the operating table either, do your very best work. Do it like your life depends on it, because it does.” I spit the last words at him on my tip toes as close to his face as I can stand to be.
I wait. It sinks in. He begins to realize the difficult position he’s in. Dropping his arms to his sides the blood drains from his face.
“Norgnhenta? That’s the mob he is involved with?” He’s gone from snide to scared straight, exactly what I wanted.
“He’s actually the leader of his family’s branch, he can’t remember it, but they all do. Family is everything to these people; you fuck with family it’s signing your own death certificate.”
“Ah ok..ok, I’ll do it.”
“And you’ll make sure he comes out of that OR healthy and tumor free right?” I nod my head curtly, beads of sweat are forming on his lip as the fear takes hold. Good. Fear is one of the best motivators. I was almost afraid he wasn’t going to be sane enough to be scared, but thankfully he’s about to piss his pants. He knows I’ve got him by the balls.
“Of course, yes, he’ll be fine,” he assures me.
“Get on it then.”
He turns to speak to a nurse who has been working with Evan, quietly he informs her of the need for extra staff and an OR. To say she looked shocked was an understatement; the staff knows what’s happened between Evan and David. They also know who Evan is, or who he used to be. I can’t believe I just did that. I feel like a mob wife, and technically I am, but none of what I just told David can be backed with actions by myself. I have no authority as his wife, and I can no more put a hit on David than remove Evan’s tumor from his brain. But Mr. Saint could, and so could Isaac. I’m sure the only thing holding them back was the fact that David hadn’t recovered enough to do such a rigorous procedure.
Shit, I hadn’t thought about that, he’s still in pretty bad shape. I can’t believe they were going to discharge him today. He’s going to have to figure it out, draw strength from deep down inside himself to endure hours on his feet. If he hadn’t fucked with Evan in the first place, this wouldn’t be happening. I guess I should be thankful David is crazy. Finally, Evan is getting the surgery he needs.
“How Long Will I Love You” by Ellie Golding
Gabriella holds my hand tight as Evan is wheeled by us on his way to surgery. “Wait, please just a second.” I blurt and grab ahold of the rail on the gurney slowing the nurses down. I lean in to quickly kiss him and whisper “I love you; you go, I go… don’t forget that.”
“We need to go, Mrs. Lawson, they’re ready for him,” a very non-Italian woman says from behind me. Evan isn’t conscious; I doubt he would allow the surgery to proceed if he knew it would be David cutting into his head. “I’m Dr. Carters nurse, Kelly; I’ll be with your husband during the surgery, and I’ll come out with updates when I can. I’m told you’re familiar with the procedure, is that correct?” She is very formal and stiff, I wonder if this is normal for her or if the situation has her uncomfortable.
“Yes, Dr. Carter has gone over it with us in depth.”
“All right then. And he says you’re an ICU nurse as well?”
“Yes, in the States.”
“Good. I will come out as soon as time allows. If you have any questions or concerns in the meantime please ask
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