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one that wasn’t meant for prisoners. There was no camera watching him and the room wasn’t secure. The desk Sergeant who made the decision didn’t think it would be a problem because Norman was paralyzed. A guard was supposed to check on him every 30 minutes, but there had been a riot in another area of the hospital and all guards had been called to the riot, leaving only a desk guard to watch the cameras. The desk guard didn’t even know anyone was in that little room. Basically, it was a communications breakdown and a logistical nightmare.
He had gotten out of his room through the ceiling. When they did finally check on him, his bed was empty, his restraints were cut through, and a sturdy plastic shelving unit had been pushed into the corner. A guard climbed up the shelving unit, pushed aside the ceiling tile, and peeked in, seeing no Norman, but a large open area that led all over the hospital. Basically, he could have gone anywhere.
Coleman tried to assure him that Norman must still be on the grounds though, because there was no way for him to get outside the fence. Craig sneered silently. What a royal fuck up this was. Craig was convinced Norman was long gone.
Coleman was droning on about how there was no way Norman had “breached the grounds”. Craig interrupted him.
“Have you notified the state police?”
“Yes, it’s standard protocol for an escapee.”
“How about the Westwood Harbor police?”
“No.”
“When does protocol say you start searching for him outside of the grounds of the prison hospital?”
“A team is being assembled now. I am not sure when and how they will start.”
“I want the name of that team leader.”
Coleman assured Craig he would immediately call him if any new information was discovered and that he would get him the name of the team leader. Craig hung up. He sat there for a second, idly watching the traffic go by, feeling defeated. Norman could be anywhere by now.
Craig called Hawk back and gave him the details.
“That doesn’t give us much to go on at this point,” Hawk said.
“Don’t I know it.”
“Someone should go talk to his buddies at P.D.”
“Yep, I will, but not until I take Emma somewhere.”
Craig hung up, and started making the rest of his phone calls. He was mostly done when he heard Emma clear the scene. He watched for her ambulance and followed them to the hospital.
He sat in his truck in the parking lot and watched her and Jerry unload their patient. He watched her come back outside and clean up the ambulance. He saw her finally check her phone and then heard his phone ring almost immediately.
“Hey babe.”
“Hi, how're you?”
“Emma, is your shift almost over?”
She sat silent for a second. “What’s wrong?”
Craig’s heart hurt at the words he had to say. “Norman’s escaped Emma, I’m afraid you are in danger. Can I pick you up after your shift?”
Emma sucked in a breath. “Escaped? How? Why?”
“They think he’s not paralyzed anymore and he just didn’t tell anyone. He got out of the room through a ceiling tile but they don’t know anything after that.”
“Oh my God.”
Craig heard Jerry talking in the background, then Emma telling him what had happened, then Jerry swearing a blue streak and calling the California prison system a few choice names.
If Craig hadn’t been so scared, he would have laughed.
***
C raig waited for Emma at the ambulance bay after her shift, leaning against the hood of his truck. When she walked out, he pulled her into a crushing embrace that was born from nothing but love and fear, but soon stirred his passion.
“Why you gotta be so beautiful?” he asked her, burying his hands in her hair and nuzzling her neck, her midsection pressing deliciously against his growing length.
Emma laughed. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry, don’t ever be sorry. I’ll live.” He pulled her hair just a little bit in that way he knew she liked and kissed her neck one more time before
He had gotten out of his room through the ceiling. When they did finally check on him, his bed was empty, his restraints were cut through, and a sturdy plastic shelving unit had been pushed into the corner. A guard climbed up the shelving unit, pushed aside the ceiling tile, and peeked in, seeing no Norman, but a large open area that led all over the hospital. Basically, he could have gone anywhere.
Coleman tried to assure him that Norman must still be on the grounds though, because there was no way for him to get outside the fence. Craig sneered silently. What a royal fuck up this was. Craig was convinced Norman was long gone.
Coleman was droning on about how there was no way Norman had “breached the grounds”. Craig interrupted him.
“Have you notified the state police?”
“Yes, it’s standard protocol for an escapee.”
“How about the Westwood Harbor police?”
“No.”
“When does protocol say you start searching for him outside of the grounds of the prison hospital?”
“A team is being assembled now. I am not sure when and how they will start.”
“I want the name of that team leader.”
Coleman assured Craig he would immediately call him if any new information was discovered and that he would get him the name of the team leader. Craig hung up. He sat there for a second, idly watching the traffic go by, feeling defeated. Norman could be anywhere by now.
Craig called Hawk back and gave him the details.
“That doesn’t give us much to go on at this point,” Hawk said.
“Don’t I know it.”
“Someone should go talk to his buddies at P.D.”
“Yep, I will, but not until I take Emma somewhere.”
Craig hung up, and started making the rest of his phone calls. He was mostly done when he heard Emma clear the scene. He watched for her ambulance and followed them to the hospital.
He sat in his truck in the parking lot and watched her and Jerry unload their patient. He watched her come back outside and clean up the ambulance. He saw her finally check her phone and then heard his phone ring almost immediately.
“Hey babe.”
“Hi, how're you?”
“Emma, is your shift almost over?”
She sat silent for a second. “What’s wrong?”
Craig’s heart hurt at the words he had to say. “Norman’s escaped Emma, I’m afraid you are in danger. Can I pick you up after your shift?”
Emma sucked in a breath. “Escaped? How? Why?”
“They think he’s not paralyzed anymore and he just didn’t tell anyone. He got out of the room through a ceiling tile but they don’t know anything after that.”
“Oh my God.”
Craig heard Jerry talking in the background, then Emma telling him what had happened, then Jerry swearing a blue streak and calling the California prison system a few choice names.
If Craig hadn’t been so scared, he would have laughed.
***
C raig waited for Emma at the ambulance bay after her shift, leaning against the hood of his truck. When she walked out, he pulled her into a crushing embrace that was born from nothing but love and fear, but soon stirred his passion.
“Why you gotta be so beautiful?” he asked her, burying his hands in her hair and nuzzling her neck, her midsection pressing deliciously against his growing length.
Emma laughed. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry, don’t ever be sorry. I’ll live.” He pulled her hair just a little bit in that way he knew she liked and kissed her neck one more time before
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