Kill Shot (Code 11-KPD SWAT 6) - Page 2

I liked it and all, but I was more into action shows. Not ones that required me to actually think.

When I watched TV, it was to relax, not to try to figure out who killed who, or who had what.

“Sure as fuck did. Uncannily,” Max rumbled in his deep voice.

“What’s her name again?” Payton asked.

“Olivia Wilde,” Michael said, not bothering to look up from his phone.

“Why are y’all here?” I asked, turning around.

Before they could answer, an older nurse walked in, jabbering away about needing to clean me up for ‘Nox.’

Nox. That was a really weird nickname.

No matter, though. It seemed to fit her. She was short. Probably about the same height as Payton, which was not even five foot.

It was a spunky name, for a little sprite of a woman.

“Alright, my boy. This’ll sting a little. Try not to move, though,” the nurse instructed.***Lennox

“Goddammit! That doesn’t sting a little. That burns like a motherfucker!” The big man in room three bellowed.

I covered my mouth and tried valiantly not to laugh my ass off.

I didn’t accomplish it, however, if the looks I was getting from the nurses and doctors was anything to go by.

“Tsk-tsk. Making the big SWAT guy yell like that, Lennox,” Paxton, the other PA, and my best friend, chastised.

I held up my hands. “I wasn’t the one to hurt him!”

“No, but you were the one that suggested Donna go in there. You know how she is around big men. Always treating them badly because they remind her of her ex-husband,” Paxton said, raising his brow at me.

I stuck my tongue out at him.

“Yeah, I guess I did do that, didn’t I?” I laughed unapologetically.

“Hey, did you hear why he’s here?” Melissa, a nurse, asked.

I shook my head. “No, why?”

Melissa was the woman that would know. She was married to a firefighter who was on the local fire department.

She knew a lot of stuff that was happening before most.

“Some crazy lady tried to rob the deli they were having their weekly SWAT meeting. Bennett, that man in there, was the one to stop her. Except she went fucking batshit the moment he caught her and tried to put her in cuffs,” Melissa explained.

My brows raised. “What kind of dumbass would rob a restaurant and not look to see who was inside first?”

“A stupid one,” Melissa said, gesturing two rooms down to a room that was being guarded by two uniformed police officers.

“Oh, she’s here?” I whispered in excitement.

Melissa nodded. “Yep.”

“She’s mine,” I said, standing up, grabbing the chair and moving around the nurse’s station.

“No she’s not. She’s mine!” Paxton said, but I was already headed into the room before he could stop me.

Passing the two officers with a nod of my head, I walked into the room.

The woman that was cuffed to the bed wasn’t hurt. That much was more than obvious.

Because if she was ‘hurt’ she wouldn’t be sleeping soundly.

She’d be in pain.

Which she most definitely wasn’t.

“Mrs. Bonillo?” I announced loudly, startling the woman.

Her eyes that had huge black circles under them, widened in anger, and then immediately dimmed, feigning pain.

“Oh, my back!” She cried loudly.

I ignored the fake crying, flipped through the chart and shook my head at what I saw.

Frequent flier for pain meds. Check.

How surprising.

“Can you tell me what that pain feels like, Mrs. Bonillo?” I asked her, walking up to the counter and leaning my butt against it.

She thought about it for a moment, most likely trying to figure out the best way to say it that would get her the most sympathy.

“Um, stabbing pain in my upper right back,” she lied.

“Uh huh,” I said, doodling hearts on the notes page in the chart. “And is it constant or intermittent?”

“Constant. It goes away, but comes back. It never goes away for long, though,” she said, putting a little whine into her voice.

I nodded and scribbled, ‘Doesn’t know what intermittent means’ into the notes.

“Alright,” I nodded. “Well, Mrs. Bonillo, I’m sorry to have to tell you this, but you’ll have to get in touch with your PCP, your primary care provider, and explain this back pain to him. Unfortunately, the injury you’re proclaiming to have does not indicate a need for narcotics. I can give you a dose of Tylenol, however.”

“Tylenol? Are you fucking kidding me? Tylenol ain’t gonna touch the pain I’m feeling!” She screamed, bowing up off the bed before she tried to kick me.

I jumped out of the way of her massive clodhoppers, moving to the side of the room and watching her struggle with the handcuffs that attached her to the metal railing.

“Mrs. Bonillo, you’re going to need to calm down, or you’re going to hurt yourself,” I said soothingly.

That did nothing to soothe her and only served to heighten her annoyance with me.

Then, with one great heave, she yanked so hard that the entire mattress, bed, and gurney she was laying on, flipped, dropping her down onto the floor like a sack of potatoes.

“Ahhhhh!” She screamed, just as the police officers from outside came through the door.

“Ma’am?” The first officer said. “Will you step back some to allow us to get her up?”

Except, suddenly, the woman and her massive bulk was free, and she started to go fucking wild.

Both handcuffs were off her hands, her very deformed looking hands, and she was swinging at anybody that would get within reaching distance of her.

“Charlie Brown!” I bellowed loudly as I stepped back. Right into a hard wall of muscle.

Turning around, I looked up, and up, and up some more into the same hazel eyes that had given me shivers earlier.

“Might be best if you wait outside,” the man, Bennett, muttered lowly before pushing past me and wading into the fray.

Then there was a freakin’ wall of men! And not small men, either. I was sure that the room couldn’t seem any smaller when the woman started to swing at me, but then the SWAT team showed up, and I suddenly felt tiny.

Where had they all come from?

I know I’d only seen two men from the SWAT team in the room with Bennett. Now there were at least six of them, but I couldn’t get a full count because I found myself outside the room and staring at a shocked Paxton.

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