When we arrived, the man had literally lost his shit.
And when I say literally, I meant he was walking around with shit on his ass.
Apparently in the time that he’d been trapped in there, he hadn’t been very happy.
To kill two birds with one stone, he’d decided to take a shit, and then throw that shit at the camera in the ceiling.
We watched the replay of the entire event.
“What are you going to do?” the security guard, an ex-cop in his mid-fifties, asked.
“We’re gonna hope he doesn’t touch us when we take him down,” Saint muttered under his breath.
A-fucking-men.
That was the last motherfuckin’ thing that I wanted to deal with.
“Elevators have been closed down?” I asked.
“They have,” the cop confirmed. “We have the elevators stopped on the fourth floor. Nobody up or down. The entire hospital is on lockdown.”
I nodded. “We can access the area via the elevator shaft. We wouldn’t need much of a gap, either. Just enough of a gap that we can bang him.”
And by ‘bang’ I meant a stun grenade that was a non-lethal form of taking the guy down.
“We can have a few people waiting outside the doors. Once you get that done, we can restrain him.” Bourne paused. “Anybody got any of those ugly yellow gowns? I’m not touching that motherfucker.”
There were a chorus of chuckles as everyone agreed with him.
“Agreed,” Booth muttered. “I will deal with a lot of stuff from someone, but their shit isn’t one of them.”
“Says the man that’s having another baby,” Nathan murmured. “Better get used to dealing with other people’s shit.”
Bourne flipped Nathan off and he chuckled.
“I’ll go down with Adam from the sixth floor. We’ll rappel down, I’ll pry open the door enough to get the bang in, and Adam will toss it. Then I’ll try not to shut his hand in the door when I close it,” Sammy offered.
“Thanks,” I drawled.
He grinned and winked. “Anything for you, Adam Madam.”
I rolled my eyes at the familiar nickname.
The men of the SWAT team had started calling me that a couple of months ago when a little old lady had said those exact words to me after I’d helped her cross the road downtown.
Unfortunately, it’d stuck.
“Let’s get this done.”
Chapter 16
You win some, you lose some.
-days when you drop food onto your boobs
Amelia
“Everything is okay?” I asked for the fifth time as I got myself ready to go.
I was wearing black Rockstar jeans that were skintight, a black wifebeater, a hot pink bra, and combat boots—ones that my sister had luckily been able to salvage from my Chevelle once it was towed to Free. Free being my brother’s business. His secret business that helped battered and abused women and children find different lives and hide from their old ones.
To finish off the ensemble, I straightened my hair and then slipped a backward-facing ballcap onto my head to hold my hair out of the way.
“It’s good,” Adam said. “Just a little rope burn on my arm. The guy’s in custody, and he’s gonna be spending some much-needed time in the psych ward. Hopefully for forever.”
I snorted. “Hopefully.”
On that word, I walked to King and gave her kisses.
“Are you kissing my dog again?” Adam asked, sounding amused.
“I don’t know what made you think that,” I lied.
“I can hear her panting. Unless that’s you,” he teased.
I looked down at King, who was indeed panting, and shrugged.
“Maybe,” I said as I gathered my car keys and headed for the door, thankful that my car hadn’t been damaged by the fire. “Did you ever get lunch?”
“Getting it right now,” he said. “Four hours later.”
I scrunched up my nose. “What time are you off again?”
“Eight,” he answered. “I’m gonna get someone to drop me off there then I can hang until it’s time for you to get off shift at twelve.”
I instantly felt my heart stutter in my chest. “You don’t have to do that, Adam.”
“No,” he agreed. “But I want to. Rogan is giving me a bad feeling.”
Him and me both, which was why I’d called my dad to talk to him about this restraining order.
“My dad said that if Rogan shows, I can’t talk to him or even get my friend to talk to him. No third-party involvement at all. Also, he’s filing a counter restraining order on my behalf against Rogan. He said that I needed one to make him stay away from me. He was getting it expedited to the judge just before I hung up with him,” I told him as I made my way to my car.
“I have no idea how that works,” Adam admitted. “But I hope, for your sake, that you don’t need the counter restraining order. But, for some reason, I think that your dad is right. He’s not going to let this go. Did your dad have any luck finding that hacker?”
I sighed as I bleeped the locks on my car and slid inside.
“No,” I admitted. “But he’s asking around. Dad made it sound like if the hacker wanted to help us, he would. Any luck on your parents’ end?”
Adam’s parents were actually extremely adept with computers as well. They had skills finding out things that most people couldn’t. Sadly, they mostly liked to stay above the law and not do anything overtly illegal.
Which was where the hacker would be hiding.
“No,” he sighed. “I did contact Janie, though. She’s even better at finding things than they are. If my parents can’t find Hunt, Janie will. I just don’t know if it’s going to be in time before Rogan does something stupid.”
I blew out a breath.
“Tomorrow, I’m going to do nothing but lay in your bed. Reserve my strength,” I teased.
There was a long moment of silence and then, “What do you need to reserve your strength for?”
I grinned as I reversed out of the driveway. Only when I was moving forward, and my phone finally connected to the Bluetooth speaker that allowed me to use the phone hands-free, did I answer.
“Because I don’t feel like we’ve gotten the time we deserve lately. Tonight, we’ll have a preview of what’s to come tomorrow when you get off and don’t have to go to work the next day,” I teased.
There was a long moment of silence and then he said, “Be right back,” before I heard him moving.
I bit my lip as I navigated the streets of Cop Row. I raised my hand and waved at Derek, then Nathan who was running down the road and had rivers of sweat pouring off of his skin.
He didn’t wave back like Derek did. He gave me a chin lift.
I came to a stop at the road that would lead to Kilgore just as Adam said, “You seriously just made me hard in front of today’s command leader.”